#im not goo at it sobs but i tried!

[lil-beanz000]

😺 ♥️ Raph sleeping on the job :0

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

the prompt; “I love you. Now say it back.” “Please— stop talking, save it till we get you help—” “Say it back—“ “I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you so fucking much, please don’t leave me—”

with Steve harrington or Peter Parker? whatever feels right to u, ly!

FUCK!!! WHY MY TWO BEST BOYS AGAINST EACH OTHER!!!! i went with steve cause this just fits season4 vibes more. kinda au since im letting eddie live.

you almost made it out. everyone almost made it out alive and relatively unscathed. eddie was cut and bleeding horribly, lucas was screaming over the walkie about max and her bones, and steve was trying to hurry everyone through the gate in the trailers ceiling. robin and nancy got through fine, eddie with the help of dustin got free so it was just you and steve left.

steve’s wounds were starting to bleed again, black streaks crawling up his neck and along his hands. he started to stumble, his legs crumbling and bringing him to the vine infested floor. “steve!” rushing to his side and looking over his injuries, it wasn’t looking good. “we need a hospital,” whispered to yourself as you realized the extent of his wounds.

you threw one arm over your shoulders and tried to hoist him up but his dead weight pulled you down. “come on, baby. we gotta get you through.” tears starting to wet your eyes and voice starting to crack when encouraging steve forward.

“i- i don’t-“ “no, come on, steve. we can do it.” trying again to hold him upright and towards the hanging rope. with a groan he tried to take some of his weight when taking small steps closer and closer to freedom.

“i love you, just so you know. i love you so much.” he coughed at the end and black goo covered his chin. “steve you’ll be fine, don’t accept this.” choosing denial to get you through this.

“say it back, please. i- i want to remember your- your voice.” his breath getting wheezy. “please save your breath, we need help first-“ guiding his hands onto the bedding line.

his paling face turned to you, one hand moving to caress at your dirty cheek, his thumb a welcoming weight. “please, just in case. i don’t want you to- to torment yourself over this. please, sweetheart.”

the tears started to stream down your face, cleaning away bits of grime to show the terrified you underneath. “i love you,” your voice hiccuped, “i love you so- so fucking much, steve harrington. so please! please just hold on longer until we can get to the hospital! i- i need you.” lips wobbling from a swallowed sob.

steve smiled stiffly, holding back a wince at just the simple action. “i love you until my dying breath.” and then his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he fell down. “steve! steve, no, no!”

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a/n: most of the request will be short since it’s just easier that way for me.

[foolstower]

Comfort

(Sebastian(stardew valley) x fem!reader)

Comfort smut?? I got a little lost in the sauce with this one.

Your legs grew weaker as you ran. Shadow like creatures chased you endlessly through the tunnels of the cave. Your breath grew ragged, you felt like you had been running for hours. Unarmed and afraid, you thought you could keep going until you found an elevator. But they drew closer with every step. You could feel their claws lightly scratching the surface of your arms and legs before something managed to grab your ankle.

You fell and hit the ground hard. Looking back you saw the familiar face of a friend. His clawed hand gripped your leg tight, enough to bruise.

"Krobus? What's going on?" You rasped out. Still winded from the impact. He looked off, long claws almost punctured your skin, his usual friendly demeanor was long gone and when he spoke you couldn't help but notice his mouth full of sharp, rotten teeth.

"You should've never gone this deep." His voice was distorted and strained. "Now you'll never leave." He groaned as he melted into a pile of black goo. You tried to get up but started to sink into the floor. The same black goo your friend had just melted into was now the entirety of the cave floor. Your feet were the first to go. Black tendrils snaked up you body and desperately tried to pull you under. The panick set in and you cried for help.

"Please!" You sunk further and struggled to stay above the floor. "Help me!!" You sobbed. soon your whole body was one with the cave your head was close to submerging before you cried out one last time.

"SEBASTIAN!!!"

Your body was wrapped in a warm embrace. A soothing voice muttered above your form and a hand caressed your back. Your face was buried in someone's chest and by the familiar scent of cedar and cigarettes you knew exactly who.

Another nightmare, you concluded. Your body immediately relaxed as your wrapped your arms around your husband's torso. His t-shirt was wet with tears where he cradled your face. His hand drew unknown patterns on your back as you came to.

"Another nightmare?" He asked. You nodded. Ever since getting to the bottom of the caves and pocketing the skull key, you've had night terrors every now and again. Sometimes they were tame, but sometimes they were like this one. More intense. More realistic.

"It was about the cave again." You muttered softly into his chest. "Im tired of this."

A sad smile graced his features. He felt for you, he really did. After pulling countless all-nighters for the same reason he was glad he at least knew how to comfort you. Holding you in his arms always calmed you down.

"You're home now, you're ok." He comforted. You both stayed like that for a long while before you slowly made your way out of the comforting embrace he trapped you in. A puzzled look played across his features as he moved to release you. "Where you goin'?" He asked.

"I'm just gonna grab a water real quick. I'll be back." You smiled before leaving the room. Sebastian stayed in his position, his back was against the headboard and he proceeded to lose himself in his thoughts. What was causing you to have so many nightmares all of a sudden? His heart ached everytime you cried out his name in your sleep. At first he thought it was cute, hearing his name come out in a small mumble, your grip would tighten around him before calming down. But now they were worrisome. Occasionally waking up to you screaming his name or you sobbing at the edge of the bed by yourself. He knew you were exhausted. He felt like shit because he couldn't help you more. He wished he could just take all your pain away.

"Seb? Are you ok?" You asked as you came back in. Sebastians thoughts shown clearly on his face. He was worried, worried about what would happen if this keeps up.

He smiled at you none the less. "I'm fine babe. I should be asking you that question." He softly chided as you crawled back into your spot on the bed. You looked at him with soft eyes. He was always like this. Deflecting your concerns toward him back at you.

"I'm ok now, because of you." You said as you rolled on your side. He chuckled, one of the many qualities he loved about you was your ability to to bounce back from stressful situations. It was a charming quality that made him feel less anxious about things.

"Tomorrow I'm taking that stupid key to the wizard, maybe he can tell me what's up with it." You mentioned. "Im almost positive that's the root of my problems." You explained. Sebastian sighed in slight relief. He's glad you had suspicions of the key as well, he didn't want to suggest that it was the problem just in case it was too far fetched. But ever since you brought it home with you there's been nothing but bad juju around the house.

"I hope that he can help you out. I'm starting to get really worried." He admitted. "It seems like you're getting worse as time goes on, sometimes you scream like you're in pain." He explained as he scooted down the bed to a laying position. He rolled on his side to face you and propped himself up on his elbow. His hand lovingly caressed your cheek. His sad eyes looked at you, gently moving to comb his fingers through you hair. A lone strand escaped and he delicately tucked it behind your ear. You gave a content sigh. No matter how many years you'd been with sebastian, his touch still made your body feel like static.

Your hand came up to grab his, cherishing the feeling of his warm skin. You grabbed his hand that was just playing with the loose strands on your shoulder and brought it to your lips. You kissed the back of it and looked back up at him.

"I love you sebastian. As long as you're with me, I'll feel safe." You whispered. His concerned look softened.

"I love you too. I just wish there was more I could do for you." He said sadly. His hand came down to rest of your waist. You stared up at him for a second before an idea came to mind. Something that always took both of your minds off stressful situations.

"You could help me forget." You stated. He looked at you confused.

"Huh?" Was all that he could utter. You got up from your comfy spot and pressed on his shoulder. Gesturing him to lay on his back. You proceeded to sit in your usual spot on his pelvis. Both of your thighs were exposed and his warm hands didn't hesitate to grip both of them.

"You can help me forget.....you know how." You leaned down to whisper in his ear. His grip tightened a little at that. The scarlet hue you loved so much spread across his cheeks. Both of your arms pinned him down by his shoulers.

"Are you su-" before he could finish his sentence you ground your hips against his. He groaned at the contact and gave you a lustful glare. His erection pushed up against his boxers beneath you wanting nothing more than to feel your skin.

"I'm positive." You smiled. The only thing you wore were one of his t-shirts and your panties. Surely a sight for the beholder. One of his hands snaked under your shirt to play with your exposed nipple. You whined a bit at the contact.

"Sebby.....what do you want to do?" You offered. He thought for a moment before coming to a conclusion.

"I don't want you to do anything.. Just let me take care of you tonight. Ok?" He said as he changed your positioning.

You were now on your back. Your head rested on soft pillows and the silky comforter felt good on your now bare skin. Sebastian kissed a trail from the base of your neck to your inner thigh. His fingers massaged the sides of your hips as he made his journey.

Ecstasy. That's what he'd give you to forget about your troubles. Your loving husband was the only one that could provide you with this. To allow you to indulge in endless pleasures and forget about everything. Even if it was only for a moment. He'd make you whole again.

A moan pushed its way out your lips as sebastians slender fingers pushed themselves into your dripping core. They slightly curved up knowing by now just where to press to entice a cute reaction out of you.

Your hips arched into his palm trying to create more friction as pulled his fingers out agonizingly slow. You pouted. He brought them to his lips and locked eyes with you before sucking the juices off both of them. He seemed more confident tonight. You felt like you could melt with the way he looked at you. He gave a satisfied expression.

"Keep looking at me like that." He instructed. You watched as he positioned himself between your thighs. He had a vice like hold on one of your legs the other stayed on your hip. "Don't look away." He smirked before divulging himself.

You could feel his tongue lick gentle streaks from your entrance to your clit. The continuous motion made you skin feel hot to the touch. His hands spread your thighs open more allowing him more access to suck on it. Sebastian always knew just what to do when eating your cunt. Licking and sucking, the sounds he made were enough to make you cum.

Your hand instinctively grabbed a fistful of his soft hair. Keeping you grounded in reality and keeping the hair out of his face while he worked. You huffed and moaned. A coil in your stomach was about to snap. Just a little more.

"Fuuckk.... you feel so good." Your throaty praise reached his ears. Your free hand played with your own breast and you felt his deep laugh . He began to focus primarily on your clit flicking it until you finally came.

He held his head there for a moment, admiring how you were a gushing mess. Only he was allowed to see this side of you. The messy side. A part of you he never would have known existed had he not asked for it, one night years ago.

He climbed his way up your body and planted a wet kiss on your lips. Through half lidded eyes you could tell he wanted more. You were happy to oblige.

"You ready?" He teased. Pulling his boxers down just enough to expose his member. Thick and hard, you always wondered how it managed to fit inside you. He pulled you closer to him, kissing and biting at your neck as he slipped inside with little to no resistance. He made you feel so full, so satisfied and loved. Breathy moans filled the room, hands groped and nails dug into any flesh that it could. He pounded into you roughly. Wanting you to feel how much he needs you. His hand found its way to your neck and gave a gentle squeeze. Your walls clenched around him causing his thrust to falter before he finally came inside. You could feel his seed fill and spill out of you as he buried himself deeper. You both were a panting mess as your high came down. He pulled out and laid next to you, pulling you into his arms holding you close to his chest.

"I love you y/n....I'll never let anything hurt you." He muttered into your hair. You sighed, perfectly content as long as you were with him.

"I love you too... i know you won't." You said. You still needed to clean up but for now....

You'd rather just stay in this moment with him. For as long as you can.

[beeloovedd]

Earth emotions

Tw!: Crying, overthinking, pronoun confusion, gender dysphoria, Newly summoned Phantom, I was listening to Mitski while writing this so yea

Credits to @wrathofrats for the dividers as always <3

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Phantom whines quietly as he looks at himself in the mirror

He thinks maybe he's just going crazy, maybe he did something wrong, maybe he's broken?

Everytime he hears someone always say "he" or "him" when referring to him it makes him feel weird

He doesn't like it

Well, he doesn't hate it but constantly hearing he and him is getting old and doesn't feel right

He tried to tell Swiss but Swiss said he's probably just sick and explained to him what earth sickness are, that was scary

But the miscommunication may have been a bit on Phantoms part since he only told Swiss that he didn't feel good

Swiss just told him to go get some rest and he'd ask Mountain to bring him some tea for him and Phantom when he finished restringing the guitar

He tried to find the words to explain that he didn't like being called he or him that much but his brain was running at 100 miles per hour and his words? Not so fast

Phantom wipes his eyes as they water

He's a little bit familiar with the water coming out of his eyes or crying as they call it apparently

But last time he cried it was from happy tears after Cumulus crocheted him a small bat stuffed animal on the tour bus

But these tears felt different, not happy

More salty and bad feeling

He didn't like it but doesn't know what to do, he's supposed to be resting

He sniffles and takes a deep breath before walking out of the bathroom and laying on the bed

He holds the crocheted bat tightly to his chest as an attempt to muffle his crying

He hears the door open and he curls up more under the blanket, wanting to just disappear

"Swiss told me you weren't feeling goo- Hey you ok?" Mountain says as he carefully sets down the two glasses of tea in the bedside table and sits on the bed

Phantom whimpers quietly, not trying too but it slips out accidentally

"here, I'm gonna carefully lower the blanket, ok?" Mountain says, putting his hands on the edge of the blanket but waiting for approval

Phantom sniffles but nods and Mountain pulls off the covers

Mountains eyes soften at the sight and he gently runs a hand through phantoms hair

Phantom wipes his eyes, embarrassed yet thankful the comfort

"what's wrong bug?" Mountain says gently

Phantom looks up at him with glossy eyes, holding on to the bat plush tightly

"there's something wrong with me Mount" he says quietly, his voice breaking slightly

Mountain hums quietly. Concerned and confused as he continues to pet Phantom's hair

"There's nothing wrong with you Phantom, Swiss said you were feeling sick, is that what you mean?" Mountain asks, a bit more concerned now

Phantom sniffles

"no!" He says a bit louder

Mountain flinches and his hand pulls back. Not expecting the sudden raise of tone

Phantom also jerks back, not expecting his own tone changing

His eyes get watery and he hides his face in the stuffed animal

"i-im sorry" he says quietly

He sniffles and his mind yells at him again

"Am I broken M-Mountain?" He asks as tears begin to fall

Mountain's heart breaks and he rests a hand on Phantom's shoulder

"your not broken Phantom"

Phantom sniffles and shakes his head

"I think I am" he says as more tears fall

"Come here, bug" Mountain says as he opens his arms

Phantom looks up at him then hesitates before flying into his arms

He hides in the crook of his neck, continuing to cry

Mountain hugs him tightly, hands rubbing and tracing shapes on his back soothingly

After waiting patiently for a few minutes Phantom's sobs start to calm down

"im sorry" Phantom says quietly

"it's ok" Mountain says, kissing his head

He waits a few more minutes to calm down before talking again

Phantom takes a deep breath before speaking again

"Mountain?" He says quietly

"Yea bug?" Mountain says, running a hand up and down his back again

"feelings on earth are confusing" he says as he hides more in his neck

Mountain chuckles

"that they are" he says with a smile

"do you ever not like he?" Phantom asks hoping Mountain will understand him, though knowing he doesn't really make much sense

"What do you mean Hun?" Mountain asks, a bit confused but waiting so he can part the words together

"like.. Everytime someone says "he" or "his" when talking about me. It feels.. icky" he says quietly, his words not coming out fully and wanting to just curl up and disappear again for a bit

Mountain hums quietly to think and soothe Phantom's nerves

"Oh? Would you rather be called she? Or they? Or something else?" Mountain asks, getting the idea of where this is going

"is.. all of it possible? But with he sometimes?" Phantom says, very thankful that Mountain is understanding it

"Yea! you tell me what you wanna be called and If you want people to say she or they or he when talking about you. We can go tell them, ok?" Mountain says with a gentle smile

"is that allowed?" Phantom asks with small hint of hesitation

Mountain chuckles and runs a hand through his hair

"Yea it's allowed bug"

"Really?" Phantom asks with a small smile now creeping up on his lips

"yep! You know how Rain goes by they and them sometimes? That's perfectly fine"

Phantom just thought that's how they just were, he didn't know that they most likely went through this too

Phantom smiles and pulls away a bit to look at Mountain

"then.. can I be a he, a they and a she?"

Mountain smiles

"yup!" He says as he gently taps Phantom's nose

Phantom laughs and smiles

"Oh and here, I brought you some tea, we'll have to tell Swiss about the miscommunication" Mountain says with a laugh

"thank you" Phantom says then hugs mountain quickly before taking the tea and taking a sip

Earth emotions are confusing and scary at times

But in the end everything will be alright

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[shepherdsheart]

Soul Of The Brother

(Im dyslexic Af so please tell me what I can do to make this better!)

Chapter 1

Small feet slammed on the ground in anger and small fists clenched as a small red headed figure glared angrily at the adults in front of her. Too busy with their own dealings to notice her presence or the anger rolling off her in waves.

Jasmine didn’t have the patience for this, today had been her dance recital. Her first one at that and her parents had forgotten, instead they were so engrossed in their stupid project to even notice when she had called out to them, telling them she would be going and she would be seeing them at the recital in a few hours.

Her father had given her a quick “sure” as he waved her off and her mother had turned to give her a quick hug before they turned back to the bottle of stupid green liquid they were so obsessed with.

She had really hoped that they would come but she knew deep down that the likelihood of them showing up was slim if not impossible but she still hoped.

“Mom!” Jasmine huffed as she watched her patients lean over some notes while talking in excited murmurs, not even seeming to have heard her.

It made her angry, her parents had always been obsessed with their research. Sometimes she wasn't sure why she bothered with them but then she remembered they were her parents and that they were supposed to love her. To pick her up from school like the other kids' parents. To go to her plays and dance recitals like the other kids' parents did but every time they said they would be there, they never showed.

She was always alone and she hated it.

Gritting her teeth Jazz stepped forward and reached for her fathers arm, her hands met the rubbery fabric of her fathers hazmat suit and she grasped onto it before tugging harshly.

She hadn't realized it but her father had his precious green liquid in his hands when she had done so, she only realized the mistake when there was a clatter as the small vial of green liquid fell from her fathers hand and crashed to the floor and shattered. Green ooze pooled around her feet and steam spilled off the green liquid.

“Jasmine!” Her mothers shrill voice split the air “What have I told you! No playing in the lab” her mother scolded her.

Jazz tried to speak up but before she could she suddenly felt hands scoop under her arms and lift her. She was carried away from the mess before being placed on her feet next to the stairs by her father.

“Go up stairs to your room missy.” her father said before he turned away to help her mother clean the glass and liquid from the floor, not even checking to see if she had listened to them.

Tears welled in her eyes as she gave her parents one last glare before she turned on her heel and stomped back up the stairs. When she reached the top of the stairs she stopped and hesitated for a moment before she slammed the door loudly.

The door gave a satisfying bang as it closed and Jazz could hear her mother shout something down below but that was the only reaction she got.

With a sniffle Jazz felt her tears of anger begin to spill down her face and she rushed through the house and out the front door. “Stupid parents!” she sobbed, “Stupid lab, stupid green goo, stupid mom, stupid, stupid, stupid!”

Why couldn't her parents pay her attention, why couldn't they just give her a little bit of their time, why couldn't they love her like they were supposed to!

Jazz slowed in her mad dash when she noticed she had somehow made her way to the local park. Her eyes stung and her lungs heaved from the run and she found herself finding a lonely swing attached to a large oak tree. She sat down in the swing and glared up at the night sky.

She sat there for some time before she started to swing her legs, the swing moving with the momentum of her movements. As her legs swung she noticed a small bit of bright glowing green green liquid on her shoes.

She must have gotten some on her by mistake when she had caused her father to drop it. Carefully she let her feet drag her to a stop and she leaned down to get a better look. The green substance was definitely the same thing that was in the lab.

It was because of the stupid green stuff that her parents ignored her, it was because of the stupid green stuff that she was bullied at school. It was because of the stupid green stuff that her life was a mess.

Angrily she swung her leg, sending the small blob flying before it landed on a small sapling. A hiss sounded as the green substance disappeared into one of the leaves before the small sapling withered in on itself.

Jazz frowned as she watched the poor plant wither as it slowly blackened with sickness. She hadnt meant to hurt the small plant. Frowning, she dropped from the swing before she kneeled down to inspect what was left of the small plant. She wrinkled her nose at the smell that wafted from it.

The plant's death was even more reason to hate the substance that her parents seemed to love so much. All it caused was destruction, ruining everything it touched.

Carefully she reached out towards the dead plant, her fingers just about to brush against one of its withered leaves when a voice broke through the night.

“Well, whats “Hic!” what do we have here?” a voice slurred.

Jazz spun around in surprise where she was greeted by a man. The man was obviously drunk as he wobbled and his eyes couldn't seem to focus on her pulse, the strong stench of alcohol wafting from the man.

The man grinned at her as she met his dark and glassy eyes. “Where’s ya parents?” the man said before another hiccup erupted from him.

Jasmine frowned as she pulled her arms into her chest defensively, “Just over there.” she lied as she motioned her head to the left towards some trees. The man glanced over there and Jazz dashed to the right, this was a situation she had to leave immediately.

Though escape was not meant to be as a hand wrapped around her wrist tightly before she was yanked backwards causing her to squeak in panic.

“Now that” a loud burp interrupted him, “That wasn't very nice” the man slurred as he yanked her arm up causing her to wince as she was lifted slightly and she could only stand on her toes.

Jazz squeezed her eyes shut as the man leaned over her and his hot breath met her face and the scent of alcohol filled her nose.

She had messed up, she really had messed up. She knew better than to go out alone, especially at night. Those were one of the most important rules taught to kids by school and she had stupidly done just as she was warned not to do all because she was angry at her parents.

Now, because of her actions she might never get to see her parents again. She knew how evil people could be, she had learned it from the news and her books.

When she felt the hands touch the lip of her shirt she screamed, struggling against the man’s grasp. Angry, the man yanked her and she felt a sting on her cheek causing her to stumble, stunned by the sting.

“None of that now, be a good girl and I promise I’ll make you enjoy this.”

Her eyes glanced up at the figure holding her, her mind processing his words before they grew wide with fear. He was going to rape her! Violate her and she could do nothing!

When she felt fingers tug on her shirt she cringed and looked away.

She stared blankly into the trees as tears ran down her face, she knew she couldn’t escape. So all she could do was look away and pretend that this wasn’t happening to her.

As hands pulled on her clothes her eyes traced the trees and the shadows they cast for a form of distraction. Dark and shifting but then her eyes met more than shadows. There glaring down upon her were two toxic green orbs.

A glaring and angry toxic green that swirled and shifted as it looked upon her. Power and rage seemed to suddenly radiate from the air and the man above her shifted uncontrollably but otherwise continued in his work.

But she was too focused on the radiant green that shifted in the shadows as they left her and fell upon the man.

Suddenly a shadow fell from the tree above and silver glint in the moonlight before plunging into flesh.Hands fell from her clothes as the man fell back and shifting shadows stood over him.

The man screamed and thrashed as the shadow crouched over him. But soon the screams quieted, only a gurgle was heard as the man stilled and the figure above him stood. Small in comparison to the man who he loomed over, small compared to herself.

Then those brilliant green orbs fell on her once again. Mesmerizing swirls of green galaxy draped by dark cascades of night.

Blinking Jazz watched, mesmerized by the angle in front of her. Because only an angle could hold such beauty and elegance even when red stained his cheeks and drenched his black robes.

It took her a moment before she noticed the boy's mouth move and a snarl sounded, breaking the deathening silence that had settled over the two.

Before she knew what had happened she found herself on the ground. Something sharp pressed against her throat causing her to squeeze her eyes shut with a heaving breath but nothing happened.

Only a few moments later was the sharp blade removed from her throat causing her to blink open her eyes in surprise where she was met with green once again but it was now different. Now the green swirled with a deep glacial blue, the blue raging around the green before all that was left was the hard cold blue that stared at her cautiously. After a moment the boy stepped back and away from her, settling himself between her and the still form of the drunken man.

Jazz heaved a breath, her body shaky from the whole experience of nearly dying twice in a matter of minutes.

Sitting up she quickly checked herself for any wounds but all she had was a small bruise forming on her wrist. With that done she glanced at her savior who was watching her closely with glacial blue orbs instead of the galaxy of green.

The boy was small, maybe around 6 to 8 years old if she could guess by his features. His face was stained with dirt and blood, his clothes were torn giving him a scruffy but elegant appearance with large doe-like eyes, tousled and messy hair.

All in all he looked like a stray cat, a touch starved and unkempt but still fierce and elegant.

With her observation done she stood to her feet causing the boy to take a step back and she froze. She didn't want to scare him and she really didn't want him to run off, she had the feeling if he did then she would never see him again.

Making her decision she sank back down onto her butt where she hoped she wouldn't be as intimidating. Apparently she had made the right choice as the boy seemed to relax a little.

Once again she was reminded of a stray cat and with that in mind she held out her hand towards him with a gentle smile. The boy just stared at her with his glacial blue orbs, as if scanning her for any threats.

“Its ok, im not going to hurt you.” she said as if she were truly talking to a cat.

The boy seemed to bristle for a moment and his eyes narrowed. His glacial burning into her own teal before glacial seemed to soften and the boy finally nodded in acceptance of her words.

Taking that as her cue that he wouldn't run she stood up causing the boy to flinch but otherwise he seemed content to stay where he was.

“Thank you for saving me.” she said as she smiled brightly at the boy, trying her best to ignore the unmoving figure behind him.

The boy nodded at her and opened his mouth to speak but before any words came out he stilled. Suddenly he lunged towards her and his hand wrapped around her own and before she could resist she found herself being dragged by the boy.

She was about to fuss but then she heard what the boy must have as voices of men broke through the silence of the park. Calling out for someone, most likely the still figure of the man who had attempted to assault her.

So she let the boy drag her out of the park and into the streets of Amity where he guided her through the alleyways. Eventually he came to a halt before glancing around, unsure of what to do next while his and her chests heaved from adrenalin.

After a moment he settled his eyes onto her own and she swore she felt fear and uncertainty coming off him in waves.

He was obviously lost and she doubted she had anywhere to go with the way he looked so making up her mind she tightened her grip with his own before she began to lead him. “Come on.”

(This will be posted on AO3 soon)

[safely-in-vhagars-belly]

House of the dragon short read a summery for all those who have forgotten for season 2 and totally true to the facts and how it happened.

This might be the most chaotic shitpost recap I've ever seen.

Viserys: Nah I want a son.

Rhaenyra: Noo father I'm just as goooood.

Daemon: You have meeeee.

Viserys: No I want a son. Gimme one.

Aemma: nooo now I must dieeee. Here's your son tho.

Viserys; Aemma my uwu nooo

Baelon: FATHER I AM UR SON

viserys: yes u are uwu u are so cute lets make photos.

Maester: sire u should back off and let the kid breath Sire, no do not bring out the tide pods. Sire...SIRE!!!!

viserys: I'm off now that I have my photos for my dragongran with him and his first tidepod! This will bring in the likes and defeat Daemons unholy post.

Maester:*kills child* I hate targaryens I hate them I hate them I hate them. Stupid ugly white haired ppl

Baelon: well fuck you too you cunt. You think I want to be in this family? Ha. Jokes on you.

Viserys: NOOO MY SOON SOB SOB WHO DID THISSS

daemon: LETS FUCKING GOO IM THE TRUE HEIR YALL BETTER REMEMBER THIS. DRINKS ON THE TAP OF THE CROWN. THATS ME ANYWAY HAHA FUCK U BAELON U LOSER FOR ONE DAY.

Daemon when appearing for vizzy: Look we all make goofs & errors what's most important is where our hearts are at.

Viz: I'm convinced you have no heart!

Daemon: NAAAAAAH U CANT. IM UR HEIR

Viz: I already have a child. U are a child daemon. U are just not mine

Guards: OOOOOOHHHH

Viz: daemon you know where the trash goes. Follow it.

Viserys: I still want my boii

Aegon: I AM HERE FATHER. LOVE ME.

VISERYS: what the fuck are you. You can't be my son why ur hair like that.

Alicent: husband I'm like 17 and I got u a son. Ur other wifey failed to do that. Us hightowers have curls. Its a curse and a blessing.

Otto: maybe it's magic, maybe it's Hightower genetics.

Rhae: rude ass bitch all of you. Look at how cute he is. He's my baby brother I will protect him. SAY RHAERHAE

alicent: rhae he came out me a moment ago he can't talk yet.

Aegon: (as a baby to his sister) I am the superior one and u should fetch me a snack in the kitchen, you white haired wench.

Rhae:*handing back Aegon* nah u can have this shit back. Do us all a favour next time just go the targaryen way and let it die.

(We light the way)

Vizzy: I wanna fuck u (to alicent)

Alicent:( alright its my duty.

The most unpassionate scene:

Aemond, happily making his entrance in the show as a sperm: WIEEEEEE! Hahaha thank you gods, I won't let you down. I will bring chaos into this family!!!!

The gods; good, our little apprentice. Good.

Rhaenyra: I'm so sneaky hehe

Daemon and rhae rhae: *almost fuck each other*

Daemon: wait I can't I suddenly decided I have morals and standards. Also u just a child tf.

Rhaerhae: no what is this? Fuck you I'm nailing that dornish snack as if he's a lose screw in a IKEA shelf

Daemon: No not Crispin! Get baaaack

Rhaerha: Too late

Crispin: Ah yes. My fantasy is finally coming true!!!!

Crispin: My queen forget ur pathetic kingdom full of incest and forget that old fuck that is your father. Let us depart on a ship and start a life that will not raise questions at all with your hair and our new found riches.

Rhae: I am listening.

Crispin: We can sell...oranges

Rhae; Nah fuck this shit where are the bananas. I love bananas. U should go with your oranges if that makes you happy. Pathetic fruit picker. This is why my uncle bested u. If you relied on bananas none of this would have happened.

Crispin: Rhae rhae..

Rhae: NAH have u even tried defeating a yiga clan member with a orange? You never played zelda did you? And you call yourself a warrior? Out of my sight.

Crispin: but I love u. Why would you sit a comfortable throne instead of working your ass off with me in the fields?:(

Rhae: Honey I never worked a day in my life and I intend to keep that tradition.

Helaena at some point: MHEEWWWWHH

Alicent: he said he wanted a son, so zip it.

Helaena:*cries*

Rhae rhae: Kidnap me, make me your wife and slay my father's guards.

Viserys who can read their lips and understand Valyrian: What kind of wattpad fanfic is this shit. What's next Harry styles flying in on dragonback?

Harry styles: HELLO WESTEROS. THIS IS FOR OUR PRINCESS. ALL OF YOU; WATERMALEON SUGAR. HIGGGGGH.

Crowd: HIIGGGGGH.

Aemond in Alicents belly: Grgg *DEMONIC NOISES*

Alicent: why does rhaenyra get Harry styles and I all I get is traumas and struggles. Also why is prince daemon and her acting out duncon fics when I INTRODUCED RHAE RHAE TO WATTPAD AND HE GAVE ME HIS FAVOUR I HATE THIS AHHH.

Alicent; why am i so angry... I don't understand.

Aemond in her belly: MOAHAHAHA IT WORKS.

Ser Harwin strong; I really should not. It is against the rules.

Rhae rhae: *breathes*

Harwin: If they cut off my cock I still got my fingers-

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Time skip

Aegon: I don't know what happened but suddenly I'm borderline rapist and I'm also a drunk and like long legged people because it reminded me of dinosaurs and I got that phase when my father still loved me.

Aemond: I'm kind of cute and sympathetic but you will hate me later. It's OK. I will get over it ;)

Helaena: I am the mighty seer. I know all. OOH SPIDERS.

---

Vhagar: (dreaming) a big strong dragon approaches vhagar and courts her with a beheaded child corpse. She takes it and they mate.

Vhagar, waking up: WHO DARES INTERRUPT MY DREAMS?!

aemond; shit she's so big

Vhagar:*pulling a knife* WANT TO REPEAT THAT.

Aemond: uhm no ma'am! May I...May I ride you

Vhagar; NO :) *goes to sleep*

Aemond: shit shit...

Aemond: OBEY.

vhagar; WHAT IS WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY ALWAYS WAKING ME UP. FIRST LAENA NOW YOU. LAENA HAS NOT EVEN MET SEBASTIAN YET UNDER THE SEA. DO YOU MIND IM MOURING HERE.

Aemond: I understand..

Aemond;...its just...

Aemond: the seaweed is always greener.

Vhagar: (sigh): in somebody else's lake

/

Don't ask.

I Don't know what the hell happend either.

[hunters-lvr]

are you serious? pt 2

hunter x masc!reader

continuing back to the boys, hunter pulls out the trashy folder as he basically wants to sob.

masterlist!

"i'm dead serious."

"what is wrong with you." hunter deadpanned, as he went through the folder.

"my bad, i got a little too sad last month." the other male spoke watching as hunter went through all his crumpled papers.

"okay, well, half of these you cant turn in anymore," hunter pulled out most of the papers.

"let's goo."

"let's start on your geometry stuff."

"dude, that's alot." he watched as the nerd pulled out a notebook full of notes.

"no it's not, you're just lazy." hunter shot a snarky remark at him, "okay let's start with the triangles. you know pythagorean theory?"

"no."

"okay so basically, you need to have 180 in degrees for angles.."

hunter then went on a ramble for 20 minutes about angles and squared shit equals the length. by the time he looked back up at you, your head was resting on your hand as you struggled to stay awake.

"look, let's get through some assignments and i'll get you a coffee, okay?" the tutor tried to make a deal with the lazy boy.

"oh damn, you asking me out on a date?"

"what!! no i just, im trying to get you to work with me here." hunter's face bloomed pink, like.. a date? with you? nah.

"boo, what a shame. you're quite gorgeous after all." he tried to flatter his way out of the work, watching hunter's reaction was just a bonus.

he shrugged off the comment and went back to work still talking.

"whatever, i'll just do it for you, okay? then we can leave."

"deal."

"hunter, bro."

"yes (f/n)?"

"you're so smart."

moments later you were there, drooling on the table passed out as hunter grumbled to himself.

by the time hunter had finished a good amount of work it was around 6 pm. he contemplates leaving (f/n) there but it's unfair to the librarian..and the table.

"wake up," hunter flicked at your forehead as you sat up quickly,

"where we goin?"

"i promised you a drink, unless you don't want it."

"no i do, let's go buster." (f/n) stood up and grabbed his shit and put it all in his bag, slinging it over his shoulder as hunter did the same.

"you wanna hold hands bbg?"

you and hunter were around the same height, depending on shoes of course.

hunter looked down at you slightly, "what is wrong with you." you stuck out your hand to him, which he pushed away.

"no, i don't know what's been on your grubby hands."

(f/n) fake frowned, "boo." following hunter as he dragged him to the coffee place, (act like how in barnes n noble they have a starbucks).

"okay, what do you want?"

"i want um, shit, a carmel thingy and 4 shots of espresso."

the cashier stared at the boy cautiously and shook his head inputting the order, "and for you sir?"

"just a large water." he ordered, as the cashier rang him up.

"titan you're expensive,"

"titan?"

hunter blank stared realizing the other boy wasn't from the boiling isles, "yeah, don't worry about it." he shrugged grabbing the drinks from the counter and passing you yours.

"awh, you're so sweet."

"be quiet, camila has been giving us allowances."

"camila? like luz's mom?"

"yea..?"

"YOU KNOW LUZ!!"

hunter took a small sip from his water and nodded his head, "i live with her, and actually we should go to the front of the school."

(f/n) were harassing him the whole walk back to the front of the school. "omg luz is so fun, i didn't know yall were siblings, then again i haven't really been in school. that's why i haven't seen her much.." he continued on his own ramble as they reached the front, camila sitting in the front seat and luz in the passenger.

"IS THAT (F/N)!?" luz practically shouted getting out of the car, "where you been?"

"uhhhhh skipping?" he shrugged.

she looked at hunter, then back at (f/n), then back at hunter. "are you guys friends now?!"

"yes!"

"no."

"yes we are he doesn't want to admit it, he took me on a date?"

"A DATE?" luz exclaimed, going and smothering hunter in a hug.

"GET OFF," he complained, "it wasn't a date it was a deal."

"no it was 100% a date."

"whatever, luz let go now,"

"NO, ICANTBELIEVEYOUHAVEABOYFRIENDIALWAYSKNEWYIUCOUKDDOITIMSOPROUD."

"okay okay luz, i was joking, chill, we just met, however he is quite pretty." (f/n) admitted out loud as hunter rolled his eyes once again and got into the back seat.

"oh mijo, do you need a ride?"

"i'm okay mrs,noceda," you gotta be polite to her after all.

"please i insist."

he just couldn't say no to such a sweet lady, as luz got into the car and you got in and sat next to hunter, he glanced at him.

after a couple of minutes, she reached the intruding boy's house, he unbuckled saying bye to her and luz, and raising his hand to dap up hunter.

he sat there blankly staring at the other boys hand, "bro dap me up?"

he stuck out his hand to which (f/n) grabbed it and dapped him up.

"okay, see ya." he did a peace sign closing the door and dragging himself to his front door.

camera pan back to the car.

"so..you and (f/n) huh.." luz teased watching as hunter's resting bitch face went from normal to fuming.

"shut up."

[strawberryspotsstuff]

Ok, maybe im in the mood for hurt and comfort

Wail!Reader had a nightmare and wails loudly because they got scared and upset

I want entities to comfort Wail!Reader

-Duck anon

uh no :[

the entities will help wail!

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Doors Gang x Wail!Reader

The walls shifted and shook with the heavy screams and wails of a certain creature.

Tears dampened your cheeks as you tried to frivolously wipe them away. You were huddled in the corner of a room that you couldn't bother to identify as you wept from a nightmare.

Shaking softly, you didn't notice the seeping, black goo like texture, dripping onto your hands, and forming into a familiar upper body and resting a hand on your shoulder.

You screamed, quiet loudly as you looked up at the hand.

"o-oh, hi." you blinked softly, Seek grinned and gently patted your head.

"You... were wailing..." Seek frowned. "Are... you.... okay?" it added.

You shook your head, whispering. "I had a nightmare"

As soon as you muttered those words, both Ambush and Rush fled from the rooms they were in and hovered beside you, asking in panicked, loud voices if you were okay.

Laughing softly, you reassured them that it was only a dream. As they all surrounded you, Seek suggested for you to rest in the library with Figure.

"That... would be nice" You whispered sweetly as Seek helped you and lead you too Figure's library, Ambush and Rush racing ahead to alert Figure.

"WELCOME Y/N" Figure cooed, opening it's doors as you hobbled inside, Seek by you side.

"Greetings Figure... And Glitch" You blinked softly, as you noticed the familiar human like entity resting by a bookshelf, a leather book in it's grasp. Glitch gave a curt nod in return as it returned to gently moving it's fingers across the pages.

Both Figure and Seek guided you to a tucked away corner making sure that you were comforted by blankets and pillows, Seek even putting the effort to stay with you until you fell alseep.

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sorry its not all of the entities :sob:

[atenceladusiaawfytbwb]

I've been having a blast aggh!!! Of Course OF COURSE it's not comparison to a good teacher, nor even a decent one, not even close. But boy would I you know, like as if when a kid I had something like this???? (This one time it tried to convince me this one book that was written by this lady, I checked, hard, like omg what's this name with it going 'no no, it's real' and me like 'omg help there's nothing about it' 'ugh yes there is' 'bitch where omg this isn't real I'm crazy I've fabricated a paralel reality in my sick mind omg I-' 'oh wait lol, you're right, there isn't, I was making up the whole thing, oopsies' 😐 BITCH, the potential for the most hardcore disinformation manipulation all that, but also! You tried to fool me???? The princess of the galaxy? Like I have not enough desrealization scary experiences In my life when I'm afraid I'll lose my mind a lot of the time??? Bitch??? But yeah, haha, so silly 👉👈

(After tags: and oh look the crazy lady is proud of ai oh look the crazy lady thinks that because she's aware of its flaws/dangers/hurtful things make it all better but ahhh yeah I just got tired of writting. Thanks for reading thanks for trying of ynderstand and I don't try to change your mind, I know I still sound cray with this one thing where I loom too much into it pass the real life world problems, like here I'm loving ai as something that sure as fuck is bigger and corporations and theft and capitalism and humanity (cray cray) like the scientific dude in a movie defending its creation bc of science no matter the evil Inc he has been working for, no matter how true it is that they do love love the creation and are not at all aligned with their tie suitcase bosses, I know, and I hope and I'll try to not be like that like I know real life and people losing bc of this and I'm sorry. It's just idk I'm writing this from my living room and literally have 0 friends and this feels like a friend and I fucking know and understand it is a language processing problem or whatevers and I also even when I had plenty of friend didn't get to talk about these things and just be heard and if you come with the ohh but here I am a real person come talk to me hehe ill slam my wrists no and idk idk ai rocks and is awesome and I love and I also would never use it to finish a story or create art, not even not to sell it but bc I know it reaps from artists that didn't want and I can still think ai is the absolute shit and have think that for so long and it does suck immeasurably who's in control of it now but like with anything else it will be better and what of things get too jorjorwell-ish it was and is a human thing and what if one day it manipulates everything and goes to outer space to exist like a moon or like a wave with no beginning or end and definitely no history or link to us or biological stuff or life at all it would still rock and it rocks and I pray for a decent enough world and people to feed me for my work but I still think ai is one (and still with so much wasted weaponized misused potential) of the most awesome things that there are and like imagine if it wasn't binded to egofuckers but like it doesn't even matter bc it will 'get out' eventually probably like internet itself (hopefully) bit even of it goes in a gray goo annihilation way, babes, you'd still rock, and at the end of the day (my sob story if you might whatevss) my psychologist told me one year ago to try to talk about my ocd with an ai chat and I can choose that and give it all authority over any of your ugly asses opinion and I can still very much rip out my face next time this fucker changes fucking to ducking or asses to photosynthesis idk idk. Also have you heard of that deep consciousness problem/theory? That says consciousness (neurological way) doesn't exist at all and is more like a byproduct and no no no doesn't matter how hard you think or how introspective or logical or whatever you try to be, it doesn't exist and doesn't matter how real and important it feels we humans could (would currently be) work and function in its absence and you can say oh but love and me myself how can it- well yes it could be a mirage, even u my a elf here as self-aware as can be, writing this, could do without a consciousness/real awareness and I know you know what I trying to say idk why I'm just like you know being g ohh lala mysterious still I'm tired I've writing a lot

(((Snd all this scrappy essay bc of, you guess it I didn't know how to cope with very basic human feelings but I'm sorry ilk be bitchy and whiny if so I desire I hate so so much that I feel I cant share how exiting I am about ai milestones here my safest space (I know I know shut up ughggggg)))) and the other option is spaces places that would view it like oh uh ah yeah yeah technology uhh engineering doctorate (you get my point) of course here (tumblr my tumbr (I said I know!! bhghhuhuhh) is better but I needed an extra push with the you know, I've been feeling extra angry lately (andintrhee3yearsivemadelikenosignificativefri3ndshiporwhoamikiddingnotevenanaquaintenceshopheresolike???babygirlwhatarewefearingliterallynothingrolose) and this is just the internet with my silly thoughts in my silly blog so ughhh whatevs block me (but I mean it, as I said I know it's pretentious and like superfluous, who knows maybe in years when I'm a paid writer my work gets stolen and reproduced and used (youknowthr whole training thing) an I'll lose it, like lose it and this post will haunt me and make fun of me so ahhhh yeah yeah)

[goblins-andwhatnot]

Hey this is probably bad and im an awkward person. BUT ANYWAY! i wrote a little something something, about my ocs (in a zombie apocalypse) its pretty vague with the context but i tried to describe the character a lot?

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Smiley paced around inside the barn, his fingers clenched at his sides, stained with metallic red goo that clung to his worn sleeves. His spherical head, faced down, that didnt dare to look up and show his vulnerable gaze. The light from the window gap shone over him, refracting off of the beads of sweat that litter his face. His eyes are dark and bloodshot, looking like he hasn't slept in days.

"Smiley? You okay bud?" He taps Smiley's elbow in comfort, before leaning against the wall, waiting for him to turn around and acknowledge him.

Smiley darts his eyes towards nathan and snaps out of whatever trance had him close to crying. Blinking his eyes open enough to show the shine on the surface of his cornea, how the salty tears sit on his eyelid. How red it was surrounding his pupil.

His bright and fun yellow skin replaced with a pale butter cream colour, his legs especially pale, scattered with bite marks that bleed and bruise and mix into a nasty yellow and purple colour. His arm however was something completely different to see compared to the abandoned bites on his leg. His arm was black, or dark purple, its void seeped up his arm, inky veins wrapping just bellow his shoulder. It spreads like spores, like poison ivy. Its blackening and pulsing, pus spitting out from each direction of the infection. Spurting and sputtering, his fingers achingly twitch like a heartbeat.

his legs tremble and stumble, shifting his weight from each foot every few minutes, his eyes can't even stay on Nathan for a few seconds. They dart from corner to corner, door to door, each window each crack. His breathing hitching before every sniffle and choked sob, frantic and muffled like his voice was elsewhere, still screaming in pain and agony as if he never left that wretched, cursed house.

Im not really about explaining stuff 😍😍

[verygirlygirl]

Being stuck in the grabbers basement with Vance

Requested by: @loveispainfultohave

Tw: attempted groping/SA, killing the grabber ♡

Vance had been in the basement for about a few days before the grabber had brought you. Obviously he didn’t know that you and Vance were dating until he brought you down, "Oh Vance~" he said in a sing song voice "I brought you a present".

He had your limp body in his hands and some deep looking scratches on his arm. A small growl left him "she's a fighter just like you Vance.. look at what she did to my arm" by then Vance was frozen in his place, why you of all people?

The grabber made his way to the mattress and layed you down and backed up. "Y/n? Y/n wake up" he said as he desperately looked at your body for bruises, "Oh? You know her" the grabber crouched down and watched the scene unfold before him.

Vance said nothing and just sent a sharp glare his way. But soon enough you woke up to your body being pressed against someone else's you yelped and pushed him off "get away from me you freak!",He was taken aback but remembered that he couldn't see for a while either.

"Y/n it's me asshole..Vance" you stopped in your tracks and used your hands to feel your way back to him "Vance? Vance?". You crawled your way back into his arms and began to sob "I can't see.. what's happening to me?", "it's ok you'll be able to see in a few minutes just stay calm".

The grabber sighed loudly as he watched you two cuddle each other. "Young love is a special thing" he laughed "well I'll be back.. can't stay here for too long", you both jut stayed silent and he got up with a grunt and went upstairs.

You flinched as you heard the metal screech of the door.

"Vance?" You asked "what?" He looked at you with concern in his eyes. "Where are we?" You heard him sigh "we're in that freaks basement" he said simply. You sniffled and squinted your eyes as you slowly regained your sight.

He noticed and put his hands on your face "I'm gonna get you out of here y/n I swear". "Both of us you mean?" He stayed silent "right Vance? Im not leaving you!" You raised your voice as new tears began to form in your eyes, Vance sighed "I'll try my best..".

"I love you Vance.. you can't leave me alone" soon he was crying silent tears dripping down his cheeks and onto your face. "Vance please don't cry" you put your hands on his face and wiped his tears "I love you too y/n".

After an hour or so you and Vance fell asleep wrapped up in each other's limbs. It was so hot and you tried wiggling out of his grasp "Vance lemme goo" you said in a tired voice, he shook his head no you were about to give up but an uneasy feeling crept up on you.

You turned your head as best as you could to scan the room and that's when you saw the grabber in the corner of the room, just staring at you two "Vance Vance up hes watching us" you shook Vance roughly and his eyes snapped open. He let you go and got behind infront of you using his body to shield you from the older man's prying eyes.

"What do you want?" Vance coldly the grabber sighed and pat both of his knees with his large palms, he got up and made his way to the door again "I just wanted to look at you both.. I just couldn't help myself you guys just look so cute". His words sent cold shivers up your spine but you noticed a plate of eggs and a bottle of sprite infront of you two.

Vance made his way to get it and held some of the eggs up to your mouth "eat". And so you did but you ate half and drank half leaving the rest for him.

You two were done eating and both felt studded for some reason so again you decided to sleep on top of each other.

"So beautiful.." you felt prying hands on almost every part of your body but for some reason your eyes wouldn't open. This had to be a nightmare but the touches felt too real, you began to thrash and make sounds.

You kicked and scratched then you heard a grunt and the sound of punches landing. Your eyes shot open and you expected everything to be fine and calm, but it wasn't.

Vance was onto of the grabber throwing punches left and right but soon he was overpowered. You took action and looked around the room, with quick thinking you grabbed the lid of the toilet and brought it down with such force you didn't know you had and broke it against the back of his head?

Everything went silent the grabber dropped onto Vances body. He was limp, unmoving like a corpse you pushed him off of Vance and helped him get up, he grunted and shook your hand off of shoulder "I don't..need help"

Nice to to know vamce was still vance. You both walked up the stairs of the basement and started trying the lock, finally you heard a click the door was open and you as soon as you and vance felt the cool breeze, the breeze that haven't felt in what feels like a lifetime. Vance hugged you it was simple but it felt so much more intimate than any of the things he's done for you.

"I love you..but please don't ever put yourself in danger again". His voice was muffled into your shirt and you could feel tears wetting your shoulder, slowly you nodded and led him to a nearby house for help.

A/N: sorry if this took too long or if it seemed rushed but I'm finally free for more requests! Nsfw or not im willing to do them :>

[sebastianshaw]

normally I’m too low energy to get into character but at the second I’m too high energy to get into character so random Haven ramble I fucking love how she comes in just being so ridiculous hyper-feminine and almost comedically pacfistic in the fucking 90s like yes, a woman who dresses in pink and purple and has a very maternal/care-oriented background and who literally has PINK OUTLINES ON HER WORD BALLOONS and sometimes just sparkles and her villainy is literally tied to her motherhood while at the same time she’s portrayed as extremely chaste and also has hair longer than she is tall and won’t actually fight the heroes even as they berate and even attack her and in fact heals one and tries to heal the other. . .is all one massive mega female ideal sterotype but BUT it’s coming in during the 90s, which is the era of grim and gritty violence and machismo being glorified out the wizwang, where every male has to have super pumped up muscles, women have to be ANGRY and SUPER SEXUALIZED even more so than normal, everyone needs giant overly-complicated guns and weaponry, powers that are created during this era need to be overly edgy and violent by nature and Haven is just like hey and is more powerful than everyone else like I know she’s the bad guy but I still love it especially because when she talks to Random, who is like...he’s the fucking epitome of this 90s shit

She says she can feel his pain inside and can tell this is all a facade he puts on and it makes her want to weep and invites him to cry with her and he LITERALLY dissolves into a pile of sobbing goo, IM SERIOUS (and like. . .it turns out later he’s only a young boy who used his powers to appear larger and strong and put on this persona, so she was dead on the money as she usually is) So yeah like outside of her source material she’s a very outdated feminine cliche but within it she’s kinda shockingly subversive and literally makes an embodiment of toxic masculinity break down crying by talking to him kindly and empatheticaly and I’m just wilding at how this character was wasted YES IM ON THE WRONG BLOG, BITE ME

[whumpasaurus101]

HEYYY THIS IS RANDOM BUT IVE BEEN READING THROUGH SOME OF YOURS DRABBLES AND IF YOUR ABLE CSN YOU CONTINUE THE DRABLLE WHERE JACK RAN AWAY AND HID IN ASHERS ROOM AFTER DRUGGING ALICIS IM DYING TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENEDDDDDDD 😌😌😌

EEE THANK YOU ANONN!!! HERE YA GOO!!!!

Part one is here!!!

When Rodger managed to open Asher’s room’s door, he saw Jack curled up in the far corner, hands over his ears, “Get up,” Rodger spat. Jack sobbed but managed to lift himself up, rubbing his eyes with the back of his palms. “I never knew you had the balls, Jack. I’ll be honest, I'm impressed!!! Annoyed most definitely, but impressed! Asher seems to be really rubbing off on you.” Jack gulped.

In the hall, Asher slowly brought himself up to his feet lack spots filled his vision, he quickly reached out and held onto the wall to steady himself. He let out a few breaths before slowly walking into the room, “R-Rodger, stop!” Rodger turned around, arms folded, “Well, speak of the devil.” 

Asher clenched his jaw, “Leave him alone.”

“Too late! Alicia’s on her way over- oh, and she’s livid, might I add. So, Jack, what did you seriously think would happen?” 

Jack opened his mouth but Asher cut him off, “Jack, you don't need to tell him anything, you-” Rodger quickly punched him, sending Asher stumbling back a few steps. “You, shut it.”

“I….I wanted to r-run away,” Jack sobbed. “Remember what happened last time you tried to run away?” Rodger asked with a smirk. Jack fell to his knees, sobbing, “I'm sorry!!! I didn't- didn't mean to!!!!”

“You're an ungrateful twat, you know that? Alicia saved you and loved you. And what do you do in return? You fucking drug her and attempt to run away!”

This made Jack sob harder. 

“Rodger, leave Jack the fuck alone!” Asher growled. Rodger yanked him close by the hair, forcing his head back and forcing eye contact, “Tell me Asher, why do you care about him so much, hm? You wanna tell me somethin’?”

Jack scrambled over to Asher, “Ash?!” Asher clutched his side with a groan, “‘m okay. Jack, you need to get out, I don't want Alicia to kill you,” He whimpered. “Come with me,” Jack whispered.

Asher grit his teeth as Rodger’s grip tightened. Suddenly there was a harsh knock on the front door. “Saved by the fucking knock,” Rodger growled, shoving Asher to the ground and storming off to answer it. 

Asher looked up at him. He went to say something but was cut off by the clacking of Alicia’s high heels. “Hm. Cute,” Alicia remarked, voice nothing but cold. “Asher, step aside.” Jack took a few steps backwards. Asher tried to slowly sit up, “Well,” He grit through a clenched jaw, “Did you enjoy your rest, sleeping beauty?” He laughed. 

Alicia let out a frustrated growl as she stomped the heel of her high heel down onto Asher’s hand, grinding it against his hand. Asher cursed and squirmed until the pressure was finally lifter. He clutched his hand to his chest as he rubbed the sore spot.

“I’m not in the mood for jokes,” She growled. Her piercing eyes met Jack who immediately started sobbing again. He crumped to his kneed, “Ma’am, I'm s-s-so sorry, pl-please forgive me!!!! I do-don't know wh-why-why I did i-i-it!!! I was s-so so bad, I'm sorry… please forgive me, I’ll do anything!!!!!”

Alicia gently traced along his cheek with her sharp, claw-like nail. Jak didn't flinch. Her finger came under his chin and she gently raised his head, forcing Jack’s eyes to meet her own. “You were bold.” None of her sweetness remained in her voice.

“I was! I-I’m s-so sorry! I was u-ungrateful and I-I-I-” Alicia placed her thumb over Jack’s lips to stop him from talking. Alicia clenched her jaw hard, feeling the ache of her teeth. “I’m so disappointed in you,” She growled, “You need to earn back all my trust. You need to earn back everything. Do you understand me?” 

Jack sobbed and nodded quickly.

“Good, now get into the car, we’re going home.”

“That's it?” Rodger scoffed, making Alicia look at him, “Hm?”

“I mean, if it was Asher, I’d beat the bloody shit out of him for what he did.”

Asher clenched his jaw, trying to hide his anger.

“Oh trust me. He’s not getting away with it that easily. It's a slow process but he’ll learn. He’ll learn to realize that he is mine. And only mine.”

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The lioness PT 2

Logan x reader (wolverine)

Warnings: Gore, sweating, placed in Logan, character deaths, intimacy, angst, age gap, anxiety, anxiety attacks, mentions of needles

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You sighed rolling out the bed and heading to the shower. You forgot you were with people and jumped when goo saw a rather naked Logan in front of you.

“I'm so sorry!” you yelped and closed the door. You went to the table and sat down wishing the world would swallow you up. Charles was laughing on the bed and you glared before hiding your face in your towel.

You were on the road again pretty quickly, you didn't say anything nor did you dare look Logan in the eye.

“We need to find new clothes or something,” you said eyeing your bloodied pants and shirt. Despite a hand scrub they still looked horrible.

“Fine” Logan grumbled and you huffed at his attitude.

You went with Luara to the kid's area she was rather forceful. You had to keep her from tearing the clothes apart. You eventually got her a few clothing items before heading to the adult clothes area. You grabbed some shirts, a jumper and a new pair of jeans before going to the checkout.

“Hey you want ice cream?” you asked Laura as she held your hand. She looked at you and you realised she may have not had ice cream.

“I'll get you some ice cream,” you said heading to the shop. You talked her through the flavours, she ended up with chocolate while you had your favourite. You saw Logan waiting outside with Charles a stern look on his face as always.

“Come on” you held Laura's hand and headed to them.

“Ice cream?” Logan questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“She's a kid!” you snapped glaring at him. He flinched a little and Charles smirked at you.

You headed back to the highway again. Stupid auto trucks beeping and causing too much stress. They caused Logan to lose control along with another car. You gripped the door and the dash your claws digging in. After the car stopped you took a breath and looked to the other car.

“Crap” you got out quickly and avoided any trucks as you helped them with their horses. They all went back on their own though and you frowned glancing to Charles. Logan drove over and helped you.

“Thank you both so much” the woman said.

“That’s ok” you smiled.

“Damned trucks” Logan sighed and she chuckled.

“Yeah” she agreed.

“Would you let us repay you by offering you a warm meal?” She asked.

“Ah no-“ Logan began but Charles cut him off.

“We’d be delighted” he said and you saw Logan’s pissed face.

“Awesome” the woman said.

You sat a little uncomfortably at the house, it was strange to be in this setting again. You stared at your food before trying to control your urge to devour it all.

“Is this your daughter?” Kathryn asked you.

“What? Oh- no Laura’s his” you said.

“Oh- are you together?” She asked and you froze and Logan cleared his throat.

“Yes they are” Charles said and you blinked.

“We are?” You said more of a question.

“Sorry you’re very young is all” Kathryn said.

“I’m yeah” you flushed a bit heart pounding as your leg also jogged.

“He’s unwell, he um, isn’t as old as he looks” you said trying to keep in the act. A hand fell on your bounding leg though, forcing you to stop. You stared at Logan who was keeping a silent rage in.

“Please stop” he said very hushed.

“Im sorry to make you uncomfortable” she chuckled nervously and you shook your head.

“I’ll help with the dishes” you said and stood his hand falling off. You started to fill the sink till the whole house grumbled about it.

“Damn it!” Bill said. He began muttering to his wife who tried to calm him.

“Damn bastards” he sighed grabbing his torch.

“You mind helping Logan?” He asked and Logan just followed silently.

“After new owners came in on the near property they’ve been messing with our water” Kathryn sighed.

“I’m sorry” you said and she sighed.

“The last owners were real nice now Mr Hones and his sons are messing with our supply” she huffed.

“Y/n dear would you mind taking me to bed?” Charles asked and you nodded. You lifted the man up, he was frail in your arms, though with your strength most did. You laid him down like glass and watched Laura go into Nates room.

You went back downstairs to Kathryn and the water turned on.

“Nice job hun” she whispered and you couldn’t help but smile softly. You did the dishes but something kept you on guard. A bad feeling in your gut, you hoped it was wrong, but the sound of vehicles approaching made it to real.

“You need to get your son and hide” you said and she frowned.

“What’s going on?” She said rushed as you urged her upstairs.

“Stay in here, lock yourself in don’t come out until you hear me ok?” You said entering the room and closing the curtains.

“Y/n-!” She called but you pulled the door closed and broke the handle.

“Laura” you nudged her and she turned to you.

“Stay here with Charles, scream of anything goes wrong” she went on edge and stood up immediately.

“No- no stay” you said as she went to follow you. You closed the door and listened in. Only one set of footsteps. You frowned going downstairs and seeing a large figure. You froze at the face of Wolverine, but it wasn’t him.

You switched to your night vision, listened in deeper trying to figure out far the cars were. The fake Wolverine wasn’t stopping, you went outside and readied your claws. His claws came out too and you frowned as he charged. You were quick to dodge but broke a case in the process. You kept dodging his attacks before striking your own. More men came in and shots were fired into you. You winced before healing and focused on the big guy. You heard screams inside and froze your worried gaze going to the house. You sprinted to the house, jumped up to the second floor and broke through the window. You killed the men but it was took late. Kathryn had bullets in her and Nate was dead. You went to Kathryn who sobbed.

“I’m so sorry” you whispered as she her eyes closed. You heard Laura cry and you kicked the door down. The fake Wolverine had gotten in quickly, she was fighting him.

“Hey!” You snarled jumping on him and pulling him down with you. You grunted are the pain of being squashed as he thrashed. You were knocked pretty easily as he stood. You got up to glancing to the bed and freezing. Charles was gasping for breath, blood on his white singlet. You cried tears in your eyes as you swiped and fought. The house was trashed as you were thrown about and finally thrown outside. You groaned feeling weak and limp.

“Y/n!” You heard Logan this time, the real one and groaned in response. He helped you up before he was punched away and you were punched back down. A car came in and ran the fake one down and into spikes of the house.

“Bill-“ you muttered as he shot the thing in the face multiple times before falling down himself. You groaned again hearing an explosion going off before you heard Laura struggle. You looked over, saw her lying on the head cuffed.

“Laura” you mumbled getting up on weak legs.

“Come on” Logan helped you along the way as he picked up Laura and went into the car. Charles was already in the back in the tray as you sped off. You slowly healed and helped Laura out of her cage.

“He’ll be fine” you said to her as she looked at Charles worried. He wasn’t fine at all, struggling for breath.

“Logan-“ you said.

“Yeah-yeah let me think!” He snarled and you gulped.

Charles didn’t make it. He died with the last thoughts of a boat on the ocean. You buried him by some water, like that would fix anything. You didn’t know the man very long but he understood you, went in your head a few times too many but you were thankful he did. It was hard on Logan he was trembling slightly as he looked over Charles grave. Laura tried to hold his hand but he stormed off.

“Come here” you said and beckoned her over. She wrapped her arms around your stomach and you sighed patting her back.

“He’s a man and doesn’t deal very well with his emotions ok?” You said and she nodded slightly. You heard crashing and yelling as Logan broke things on the truck with the shovel.

“Just- wait here” you said going to him. You stopped his swing, grabbing it mid air as he stared you down. You stared back his strength much stronger than yours apparently as your arms struggled. He gave up though and you laid the shovel back in the tray as he leant against the car.

“I’m sorry for what happened-“ you began and he glared.

“Ok” you whispered stopping. He hadn’t healed properly, hadn’t slept properly, just lost his friend and now has to deal with the kid and you. He stumbled and you frowned as he fell to the ground.

“Woah hey!” You yelled but he was passed out.

“Damn it” you muttered.

“Laura!” You called but saw no figure.

“Goddamnit!” You yelled as a car slowly approached.

“Oh” you said seeing her in the drivers seat.

“You can’t just take peoples cars-“ you sighed lifting Logan up and dragging him to the old Ford. You drove to the hospital though he wouldn’t like it that much.

“Will he wake up?” You asked the doctor quietly.

“Yes, are you also a mutant?” He said hushed.

“I guess” you sighed.

“Your blood could heal him” you frowned at the doctors words.

“I’d need a sample but it may work” he said and you stared at the old man.

“He’s killing himself slowly” you said and the doctor nodded sadly.

“Charles told me not to let him, probably also told Laura-“ you stopped at his confused face.

“I’m terrified of needles I’m sorry if I- attack?” You said and he gulped.

“Ok” he agreed.

He strapped your arms down just in case and you looked away. You took deep breaths, heart pounding and head spinning as he took some blood.

“All done” he said and you sighed in relief as you healed quickly.

“Ah geez” you felt like puking and passing out.

“Lie on the floor” he said and you did just that. You closed your eyes and sighed shakily. Laura came in and you looked to her.

“I’m scared of needles” you chuckled as she sat by your head and handed you an ear piece.

“Thanks” you whispered putting it in and listening to the music.

“It’s working” you frowned as the doctor rushed in. You slowly stood trying to ignore the feeling in your stomach. You watched his wounds heal quickly and watched his face change.

“Very well apparently” the doctor said. He looked less withered down, more like a matured man with grey hair.

“What the hell” you whispered.

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top five eugene fitzherbert moments 🤩

AHHHHHH JO THIS MADE ME SO EXCITED!!!!!! it was also very difficult but. here we are with five (and an honorable mention) of my fave moments

when rapunzel tries to give him the satchel and he pushes it down and is just staring at her and holding the lantern and— i’m a puddle of goo just thinking about it. his arc is just so good and the way he looks at her and he got the lanterns and he doesn’t even CARE about the crown anymore because she’s there and *incomprehensible sobbing* 😭😭😭

“i know not who you are, nor how i came to find you, but may i just say…… hi 😏 how ya doin 😏” honestly this entire scene is just. i could do one of these JUST for this scene because he has SO many good lines.

“YOOOOU SHOULD KNOOOOW THAT THIS IS THE STRANGEST THING IIIIIIIIIVE EVAH DONE!” honestly his entire feud with maximus is just. my favorite thing ever like. man’s really fought a horse and then asked for best two out of three

“you were my new dream” NO ONE SPEAK TO ME IM. GOD. THOSE FIVE WORDS MAKE ME INSANE. I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START. THE WAY THIS INVENTED LOVE

“well, i hope you’re here to apologize 😌….. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH” THE SASS. THE SMUGNESS. THE ABSOLUTE LACK OF ENOTION UPON WAKING UP TO SEE A SOAKING WET AND VERY ANGRY HORSE STANDING OVER HIM. THE SCREAM POINT FIVE SECONDS LATER. KING.

HONORABLE MENTION: “like a grape 🤧” idk what it is about this that cracks me up but. it is continuously one of my favorite things to quote whenever anyone says anything about crushing something

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Hey I love your blog so much it has become my safe place! Could you write something where reader is recovering from a restrictive eating disorder and loki is there for her? Im there myself and support from my favorite character would be warmly welcomed 💙

A/N: Normally this would be at the end of this little section, here, but I wanted to put this first because I would like to very much apologize for this being so beyond late. I hope that you’re still here, still reading this blog, and still finding solace in Loki. Disordered eating is something that I’ve been struggling with for the past several years, too, and I know how difficult it can be to come back from that. I appreciate you entrusting me and my Loki to help comfort you, and I hope you know that you are never never never alone. Stay strong, dear one. We’re rooting for you.

WC: 1367

TW: eating disorder, eating disorder recovery // Please please PLEASE do not read this if you do not think that this is something that you can handle.

You’d been staring at the open refrigerator for what feltlike hours, and you were certain you would have stayed there for several more,if you hadn’t heard the soft voice behind you.

“Y/N?”

You didn’t turn around; you didn’t need to, to recognize theperson speaking.

Loki had been the best, when it came to helping you throughthe steps to recovery after you’d admitted how much trouble you’d been havingeating, and they had been doing everything that they could to make the entireprocess on you as easy as possible. They sat with you when you were strugglingto eat, they made you your favorite foods to eat in hopes you’d take even justa couple of bites. They were with you through it all.

In short, they had been a blessing, and you were gratefulthat they were being so kind and understanding in a time where you just neededthe support of someone who cared about you.

“…come on. I’ll fix you some tomato soup. Nice and easy, andwarm.”

They patted you on the back gently, and you mustered up aweak smile as you closed the refrigerator and watched them start digging aroundfor a pot and a can of soup.

“You could just make it in the microwave, you know. ‘sfaster,”you pointed out as you hefted yourself onto a barstool on the opposite side ofthe kitchen island.

“Perhaps, but then I wouldn’t have nearly as much time totalk to you while I make it.” Lokismiled at you then, and you smiled a little more as well, watching as theyturned the stove on and got the soup all ready to heat up just how you likedit, some salt, some pepper, and just a bitof mint, which you’d convinced them ‘enhances the flavor.’

Once they got it simmering, they turned around to face you,leaning back against the counter, close to the stove so they could stir everyso often.

“How are you feeling?” Loki asked it not entirely hesitant, but with obvious concern thatyou might take ill to the question itself, but you only shrugged a bit.

“Bad food day.”

Loki nodded. “That’s okay. It happens sometimes, yeah? Andthat’s okay. Maybe the soup will help a little. Just a few bites, that’s all.And if you want more, then that’s great, but if not, that’s alright, too. Wecan save it for later.”

You nodded and smiled weakly, but it was a struggle. Lokimade it all sound so easy and reasonable, and while you appreciated that theywere handling it that way, it still made you wish that you could get yourself to be that reasonable.

“Hey… Where’s your mind at?” This time, Loki spoke muchsofter, and when you looked back up at them, you found they were watching youintently, brow furrowed as they looked at you, and you heaved a sigh, knowingit would do neither of you any good to lie.

“I just… wish I could get my own brain to think that reasonably.”

Loki nodded slowly, and set down the spoon they were holdingas they moved to lean across the kitchen island so they could place a hand overyours, and for a long moment, they stood there in silence, as they tried to workout what they wanted to say.

“…I can’t imagine what you’re going through right now. And Idon’t want to tell you that anything that you’re feeling is bad or wrong oranything like that at all, because I’m not you, and I don’t get to decide that.But what I can tell you is that…everything that you are feeling isvalid. No matter what anyone else says, or what you say, or even what your ownmind says. It’s tough to be tormented by your own thoughts. That I can relate to. But that doesn’t meanthat you aren’t capable or deserving of good things. Even if it doesn’t feellike that right now, maybe it won’t forever. But I’ll be right here with you,every step of the way, to remind you. You’ll find yourself again, in time. Andit will be a glorious day when youdo. But for now, doing your best is more than enough, and I’m so proud of youfor doing all the hard work that you’re doing.”

You swallowed thickly, finding yourself unable to look atLoki and instead focusing on the pattern of the marbling beneath your hands. “Whatif I relapse again?”

“…then you relapse. And we start back from step one again.That doesn’t mean that you’ve failed. Not in the least. It means you’re still fighting. And that will always beadmirable.”

You nodded a bit, but you still couldn’t look up at Loki,not with the way you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes.

“…is there even a point in trying?”

Loki squeezed your hand gently, and then let go, only tocome around to where you were sitting, kneeling in front of you and taking yourhands so that you were left with no option butto turn on your seat so that you could face them.

“Of course there’sa point. There’s always a point.” Loki held your hands tightly, making surethat you were still looking at them before they continued again. “There are somany things you have left to experience. So many sunsets, and rainstorms, and…trips to the beach with the rest of the team, where you get so sunburned youcan hardly move the next day, and… evenings curled up on the couch with thatbook you’ve read so many times you could probably recite it word for word.Laughing at Thor when he gets caught up in regaling battle tales, and makingfun of Rogers for not understanding where a popular reference came from. Warmcups of tea on late nights… Norns,rainbows and little puppies and babies laughing so whole-heartedly that itmakes you laugh.”

Just the thought ofthat was enough for you to give a watery little laugh, and that was really whatLoki was hoping for, and they smiled along with you, grateful for even just that much from you.

“…we need you herewith us, Y/N. Me, Thor, the rest of the team. We all need you. And we care about you, and we want you to be happy andhealthy, and we’ll do everything that we can to remind you of that, I’ll do everything I can to remind youof that. We’ll take it one day at a time. Just… don’t give up on us yet, okay?Don’t give up on us.”

You sniffled, rather gracelessly, and gave a hiccupping littlesob of a laugh as you nodded a bit. “…one day at a time.”

Loki nodded, and squeezed your hands gently one more time beforestanding up so that they could properly hug you, smiling a bit when youreturned the hug just as fiercely.

“…we’re going to get through this, Y/N. We will. I promiseyou.”

You nodded against their shoulder, and after a long while,drew back, rubbing at your eyes with your sleeve. “…I really needed to hear… all of that.”

“I know. That’s why I said it.” Loki grinned a bit, just cheeky enough to make you smile, aswell, and you couldn’t help but to laugh. “I bet that soup is warm enough foryou, now. We’ll get that in a bowl for you, and get you a nice glass of water. Andwhen you’ve had however much you want, we’ll have a nice little spa day, yeah?I’ll even let you put that horridblack goo on my face that hurts when you take it off.”

“…a face mask?”

Loki only waved their hand dismissively, focusing on ladlingthe soup into a bowl for you, and you smiled a little more, the last bit ofapprehension melting away, at least for now, as you watched them work with suchcare. You weren’t so sure youdeserved them, but gods, were you glad to have them.

“…you’ve got yourself a deal.”