#its not that they wont recover from this its about what they lost even with recovering

[dovahkiining]

"ghostknife is fine" "make vyncent worse to balance it out" but that's not the point... the point isn't that they'll never recover the point is that despite the fact they will things can never go back to how they were... they will never be those two teens watching bad movies together and cracking fumbly jokes again. the bond they have is something close to unbreakable but it has been reforged into something new. it's about the fact they've swapped moral grounds it's about the fact that william is going into a direction he doesn't want to go in and vyncent doesn't want to follow. it's about passing glances holding something beyond puppy-love and flustering cheeks... come on... like of course they'll come back to this of course they will but nonetheless we can mourn the gentleness of what they used to have

[wannabelife]

fantasize – csc

pairing: seungcheol x fem reader

genre: smut

synopsis: your friend hurt his ankle in his dance class and needs you to help him to do the basic things. what you didn't know it's that you gonna need to give more than just a hand.

warnings: long ass built-up, i think that's the longest smut i've ever done, nursing student yn, sub cheol, dom service reader, cheol from the last live type of image, unproctect sex (be safe y'all!!! that's just fiction), oral m receiving, fingering, handjob, voyeurism, praise and use of the word slut

a/n: last one of the year!!! planning some things for 2024, and lmk if you have any requests :))) happy holidays guys and a beautiful new year to y'all <3

you were dozing off in front of your school books when your phone starts to ring, startling you. the number "never answer" popped up on your screen, and contrary to what it says, you click on the green button accepting the call.

"hello?"

"hello my bestest best friend"

"what do you need now, jeonghan?"

"my god, not even a 'how are you?' 'how's your day?' nothing?"

"go on, jeonghan, i do not have the patience"

all you can hear is his breathy laugh on the other side before he finally goes to the point. it seems harsh of you, but that's normal in your friendship, none of you minding this kind of treatment, knowing it's just how it is with you.

"okay... actually two things" you roll your eyes as he speaks, and thanks god he is not seeing you, because he would whine about that.

"cheolie got his ankle injured in the dance class yesterday, im taking care of him, but he keeps sighing in pain, and i dont know what to do"

"did the doctor not prescripted any painkillers?"

"i lost the recipe on the way back home from the hospital"

"well, that's seungcheol's fault for trusting you" you take a breath "ice and a generic painkiller won't be a problem if the pain aint going away"

"nice"

"and the other thing?" you ask.

"so, saturday..."

"no! no, i cant."

"let me finish it, at least!" you sigh and he goes on "saturday i have something to do during the day. dont you have like three or four hours of your day just to check on him... make sure he has something to eat, takes shower, his medicine and everything... the man can't even leave his bed"

"hmm alright. that's ok with me."

"why were you so reluctant to give in that easily?"

"oh come on, hannie... you know you. that's, by far, the easiest thing you've ever asked from me. its quite cute, actually."

"i told seungcheol to ask someone, but you know... he can be stubborn sometimes... he keeps saying he'll be ok by himself"

"what if he really wants to be alone... i wont go if he is not comfortable with it"

"he can't barely walk, yn. he needs some assistance"

"ok... just make sure he knows im going"

"i will. thank you so much, that's a huge help, really. you are the best!"

"i know"

saturday comes, and you decide to go to cheol's around 11pm. you will probably buy some takeout to make sure he eats. you've texted him a few times during the week to ask how's the recovering, and it seems its getting better. it feels like your help will just really need to be an assistance.

getting at his place, you disk the pass code on the front that jeonghan texted you beforehand. you slowly come in, letting your shoes by the door. you've been here a few times, but it's not like you are used to it.

"hello? cheol? im here" you exclaim in a way he can possibly hear wherever he is around the house, but no answer comes.

you let your things on the living room, walking carefully further down his place "seungcheol?" you say, looking around shyly.

you get near to his bedroom door that is closed. what gets your attention is the whinning coming from inside it. your eyes getting big with worry, remembering jeonghan saying how he does it when in pain.

another whine comes, a bit louder, with a groan after it "cheol? can you hear me? are you ok?" you get closer to the door, not wanting to open before he says you can. you are really worried, what if he's trying to get up alone, or even worse, if he fell down while trying it... another groan "seungcheol, can i come in? are you fine?" you try again and nothing.

you hear a gasp this time, and you just decide to go in, what if something happened? he is not answering. you open the door of his room lightly, a little squeaky leaving your month in surprise.

"yn!? fuck!" seungcheol exclaims when he catches your presence, but you close the door fast enough to cut his words. there aint no way you just saw seungcheol half naked on his bed, hand on his hard cock for your eyes to see, a vein popping up while he strokes his length. he wasn't reacting from pain, but quite the opposite.

you walk fast to the living room, not knowing what you should do, until you hear him from his room "yn, wait! wait, please!" he grunts, trying to get his body up from the bed, his pants already in place as he tries to stand up.

you hear the metal of his crutch clicking, and you run over to his door again "no, no, seungcheol, are you standing up? stay there!" your voice gets a bit higher from usual so he gets the point.

you are standing outside the closed door like a coward, your ears touching the wooden material of it, so you can hear whatever he's trying to say from inside.

"i wanna talk to you" he says "i can walk"

"no! stay there, im serious!" you exclaim again, worried that he might fall or hurt if he gets up. you hear a breathy laugh from the other side.

"are you going to stay outside or are you coming in to talk?" he says "if you dont, im getting up"

"are you dressed?" you ask and he scoffs, laughing a bit again.

"of course im dressed, yn. come in, please"

"well, you weren't before" you say it quietly for yourself before finally opening the door.

he is sitting on the edge of the bed, the crutch hanging on his side. he looks at you at his door, he cant help the look he gives you up and down, you feel your cheeks getting flushed from his stare as you glup dryly.

this happens just for a few seconds before he looks down his feet and say "im sorry, i didn't know you were coming. that shouldn't have happened"

that can just be jeonghan's fault, and you wanna roll your eyes again because of him. he told you he would make sure seungcheol was ok with it.

"so, i am sorry then. jeonghan said you were fine with me coming. i can go if you wanna be alone"

"you can stay. its not like i didn't want you here, i'd just finally have some time alone" you understand him, he is on that bed for days and jeonghan is probably not leaving his side for days. he is happy he has a friend like him but he is only human and also like his alone time too.

"i am really sorry for earlier" he says again

"lets leave that there, right? its ok" you say to him and he gives you a subtle smile "i brought you lunch" you state.

"thank you" he smiles again "i just need a shower first, then we can eat"

"alright. take your time" you say, getting on your back to walk out the room.

"hm... yn, i-" he starts but stop it quite shyly. you look back at him.

"what?" you encourage him to keep going.

"i need help to get on the bathroom" you panicked, and you hate that you let it so unworn that he immediately realizes it "no! you wont see anything! just help me walk there" you nod, relieved, going his way to help him.

you grunt tossing over your bed again, stretching your arm to the table beside it so you can reach your phone to check the time. 2:43am. you cant sleep, you've been in bed since midnight and that's stressing you out.

you sit, laying on the heardboard, your hands going to your face, another grunt leaves in frustration. why the fuck seungcheol have to have such a beautiful cock? its literally making you lose your sleep. and its not like you have completely seen it, he was half covered with the blanket and you peak only a few seconds, but the prominent vein and perfect length can't be possibly forgotten.

the real question is, why are you even losing sleep because of some dick? you are starting to get annoyed. so you play a random podcast on your phone, hoping it will help you fall asleep. you lay again, the speakers not too loud as you close your eyes, getting comfy on the sheets.

the nice and soothing voice of all those podcast speakers sounding like lullaby to your ears. you feel your body relaxing by seconds.

a hand reaching to your thighs, caressing the naked flesh. slowly getting closer to your core until the fingers slightly crossed over your closed clit, your breath is getting stuck to your throat, "do you need help, yn?" seungcheol's voice says causing goosebumps on your skin.

"wh- what are you doing here?"

"couldn't sleep thinking about you either" he says sliding his hand under your panties "oh, you're wet already"

all you do is whine as he starts to slide his finger up and down your center. seungcheol is getting closer, his mouth setting a delicate kiss to your neck as your breath gets heavier.

"does it feel good?" he whispers on your ear when he starts to massage your clit. you're moaning, your cheeks red, not knowing how did this started at first place.

he slips a finger inside and you become a moaning mess, his name like a prey on your tongue. he kisses harder and sucks on your skin, making you clench around him. he adds another finger and you feel yourself closer to the edge.

"are you close, baby?" the nickname makes you moan his name again "then, wake up"

your clock start ringing, your eyes opening fast, startled by the sound "fuck!" you groan. you fell asleep without noticing, and it couldn't get worse than having a wet dream with him.

you hit the clock beside you, silencing its ring tone, before getting up to work, and also to clean the wet mess between your legs.

you were able to get on campus on time for your first class of the day. you completed ignore the fact that you just met seungcheol outside in a wheelchair, chatting with jeonghan and joshua when you arrived. all the nervousness gathering around your stomach, remembering the shameless dream you had. you made it short with them, running over to your class soon.

right now, you are done for the day, at your living room table, books spread all over it, a way too common scenery for you. at least today is friday and you can have a much needed rest.

you close the notebook in front of you, resting your head on the back of the sofa, closing your eyes for a bit. you're interrupted by your phone ringing, you come closer, your eyes peaking to try seeing who it is calling.

with your phone on your hands now, your eyes get big as you look to the screen lighting with cheol's name on it. if you wait too long, the call is going to end, so you rush to answer.

"hello?" you sound unsure for some reason.

"hi, y/n? are you busy right now?"

"hmmm... not really, why?"

"you sure? dont want to bother if you are"

you wanna say yes but you are nervous, you dont know what is going to be the next words.

"i finished rehab just now and the way back is around your house, so i thought about calling. do you want to meet up?"

there it is. he wants to meet up, oh lord.

"sounds good. im a bit tired, tho. do you mind coming over?"

"it'd be the best anyways. im on my way"

"okay, bye!" you hang up, a smile on your lips. then it hits you... he is coming here. right now.

you rush to stow all your material. putting some things in place too, which wasnt hard, your house its pretty neat. you also take a quick shower, already hearing the doorbell once you come out.

as you open the door, it feels like the time stopped for a second. seungcheol is in casual clothes, baggy black jeans and shirt, a hoodie hugging his upper body, the cap of it on his head as his now long hair matches his beauty perfectly. his body is steady by the crutch on his both sides. his dimples make its way on his cheeks as he smiles to you by the door.

"come in" you say and he does, living his shoes beside yours on his way inside.

"i brought some takeout" he says as you rush to take it from his hands, leaving the plastic bag at the kitchen island.

you ask him if he wants anything to drink as he sets himself at the table. you eat it out with the beer he asked you. time going by as you chat with each other comfortably.

its kind of a new situation for you two. you first met because of jeonghan, but you've never gotten this close until now. you go out together with your other friends in common and have a nice relationship, but its the first time you two do something alone.

"i wonder why jeonghan called you to go check on me that day" he says cutting your thoughts.

"was it bad?" you laugh breathy, surprised by the sudden statement.

"no, no! its just because we have our group of friends as you know, you are in it. i was just surprised you were his choice between them"

"probably because i work on the healthy system" you say, knowing people are aware of you finishing your last year of nursing school.

"oh! you're right." he exclaims, it now hitting him.

you smile, staring at how cute his pouty lips look when he is thinking. you admire his plump lips and suddenly remember the dream you had just tonight, and then his coc- FUCK! stop! you think to yourself, that's not the time.

the silence takes the room after so much conversation and you decide to clean the table, hoping it cleans your mind too. you take the empty bags to the trash and when you go back to catch the stools left, cheol is jumping his way to the couch. hanging the crutch on the side as he signs after he sits. you laugh a bit, finding cute the way he jumped his way there to get faster, but getting worried once he sighs.

"is it hurting?" you ask, taking the cups and plates to the kitchen.

"its affordable" he laughs it out "it hurts a bit sometimes but its getting less constant" you pout even tho that's a good sign. you feel bad for him.

"is there anything i can do to help?" you say coming back from the kitchen. the table all cleaned up now.

"not really, just come sit here" is all he says, a smile playing on his face. oh my god, why is your tummy getting twisted.

you make your way to him, sitting kinda shy beside him, even tho that's your own familiar house. you stare at each other, not saying anything, you play an awkward grin to him and he smiles endearing. what's happening? you think in your head.

you coff slightly, breaking the silence "do you want a bag of ice for your ankles? is it still hurting?"

you both look down his ankles, his little stitch showing from the cirurgy he had, you grimace in empathy thinking about it and how it must hurt.

"not really"

"can i take a look?" you ask looking at him now.

"why?" he says. oh god, jeonghan is so right, he is kinda stubborn.

"im a nurse, you know..." you fight back lightly.

"not yet. you said you are on your last year still" he smirks and you roll your eyes.

"oh my god, seungcheol. are you scared or something? im not gonna hurt you" you say getting up from his side to go take a look. making his eyes turn big that you cant help but laugh "you are scared, um" you contest.

"no, i am not" he say it in a defensive tone and you laugh again. what a big baby.

in order to look at his ankle, you have to knee yourself in between his legs, as you are taking your position, you realize what a big mistake you did. you glup, going down. he's looking at you, his breath getting stuck when you moved, but he tried not to show his surprise.

you take his foot on your hands, taking care not to hurt him "is this ok?" you ask not spearing a glance.

"yes"

you look closer, seeing it slightly red, you press your thumb around it until you get on a place that makes him react, so you know where it's sore.

"hm, its not inflamed, just sore, i dont think you need ice, maybe a painkiller if it doesn't go away" you do your final words and he nods. but you cant see, so you look up at him with the lack of response and you see his adam's apple going up and down "what's the problem?" you ask.

"nothing" he says more in a whisper "can you get up now, please?"

that's when you realize, you look around and at your position in between his legs, eyes on his, and now you get it. you get up in one motion "hm- i- sorry" you say.

"for what? thank you for checking" he tries to collect himself and you have no choice but do the same.

you make your way beside him again, and when you look back at him, he has one of your cushion in his lap, you try to suppress the smirk that is threatening to show but he notices it.

"what?"

"are you seriously hard right now?" you shamelessly say and he glups "all i have to do is get on my knees? that easy?"

"yn, dont do this." he says sharply.

"what am i doing?"

"y'know im trying to end a boner right now. i could fuck but wanna do it when i can make you feel good"

what did he just say right now? "what makes you think i'll let you fuck me?" you press.

you knew what you are doing, but you are surprised that he seems to want it just as much as you do.

"you can pay back later" you say slowly getting closer, placing your hand on the cushion, looking at him for some kind of permission.

he lets his arms off of it, and you take the cushion out of the way. he really has a boner, suddenly the image of his cock coming to your mind again as you breath deeply.

he takes his hand to your face making you look up at him now, taking your hair out of the way, he places his hand on your neck. you two getting closer by seconds, your nose slightly touching before he finally kisses you.

he has the softest lips you've ever kissed. it starts slow like you dont want to lose your breath, but it feels so good that it gets intense fast. you stay some minutes making out before he finishes it biting your lower lip.

"why dont you get on the position you were before?" he says looking at you as you waste no time in getting between his legs again.

he is looking down at you, his lips in between his teeth as his hips bulk forward. you slowly get your hand on his growing bulge, that makes you eager to make him feel good.

you tuck your hand under his shirt, caressing his torso, feeling it hardening at your touch. he takes the opportunity to take his shirt off of him "take yours too, leave the bra on" he demands and you do, throwing it somewhere behind you.

he stares at your breast and feels it tightening in his jeans. you place your hand back, slowly undoing his jeans. he helps you sliding it off as well as his underwear, leaving a gasp when his half hard cock gets free. you stare at the kind of familiar view, even prettier up close. you salivate gulping down, making seungcheol's member throb at your action. you smirk and massage his tighs, not getting where he needs you the most yet.

"fucking get on my cock" he groans and you get a bit surprised by his tone so you immediately do as he says "good girl" he praises and you moan, you fucking moan. never in your life you thought you could moan by just a man's words, he's not even touching you. you press your core seeking for relief.

as you are handing his dick, you collect the pre cum, spreading it out in your hand and at his member. you start pumping it until he gets fully erect.

he gets foward on his seat and you look up at him as he gives you a cheap grin while collecting your hair. you know what he's doing and you let him. once your hair is in a ponytail in his hands, he brings his other to your chin to look at him.

"open up" he demans caressing his thumb on your lip. you open it wide, sticking your tongue out, making him laugh "you know it well, hm?" he says and you nod dumbly.

he gets your hand out, the one that has been working on his cock until now, he looked at it messy with his juices and after to you "clean it"

you're not so sure if that's what he wants but you start to lick your palm, getting the first tastes of him, licking your indicator first and them finishing it with both middle fingers as you suck it dry, humming at it. he nods, approving what you did.

"now, lace your fingers together for me" you do it and he press them on your chest, not putting any pressure, just keeping in place "if it gets too much you tap my wrist, got it?" you nod "i need you to use words"

"yes" you answer.

"good. now show me how you will do it" he says and you undo your fingers, tapping at the side of his wrist "very good" he praises again and you gasp "calm down, you will get what you need now" he says as he pulls you upper on your knees "open up again for me" you do "now suck my cock, little slut" he demands and you dont excitate to put your lips around his head.

he moans, laying on the back of the sofa again "you're so obedient, arent you?" you hum as you work your tongue around it before sucking it, finishing with a pop.

he throws his head back and you finally start to fully suck him off. he presses your scalp, starting to make some pressure needing more of you to feel good. you relax on him, letting him take control, as he fucks your mouth harshly.

you're getting out breath, tears falling down your cheeks as you moan around him "fuck" he reacts, slightly throbbing on your tongue. he looks at you as your eyes roll back at his cock reaching the back of your throat.

he pushes you off of him, a line of spit connecting your lips to his head. your chest going up and down, "get up" he demands once again, freeing you from his hands.

you're up in front of him as he reaches to your shorts, starting to unbutton it "im the only one who gets to get naked, so unfair" he says, tugging your shorts down your legs as he hands your waist making you turn around with easy, you yelp in surprise "lay your back" he says and you go down, reaching for the table in front of you. before you can see it happening, he rips your thong from you.

"seungcheol!" you exclaim and he doesn't say much, looking at the wet spot you left on it "its all wet, you ruined it, it hadn't much use anyways" he defends and you scoff. again, before you can see it, he is slapping you on your left butt cheek, you yelp as your eyes close, feeling the pain turning into heat "behave" he says and you just reply with a weak "ok".

he lets his fingers go up and down your slick as you sigh at his touch "oh my god, did you get this wet just from sucking me? such a cock slut"

he brings his wet fingers to his mouth, cleaning it dry, humming at your taste "you taste so good, i could eat you out for hours if i wasnt so desesparate to fuck you" he gets his hand back to your core, drawing circles at your sensitive clit now. your hips go up, opening space for him, melting at the feeling of his fingers on you. you moan his name, almost whispering it as you throw your head back, the pleasure getting more intense as the time goes by.

he slides a finger inside and you're already clenching on his finger. he fucks you slowly, eventually adding a second finger to scratch you out. he speeds up, curling it slightly as he reaches your spot, you moan loudly. that's better than in your dreams.

"cheol... i- please" you say breathlessly, sounding dizzy because you felt like you were.

"what's that?" he askes slidding his fingers off of you as you cry out.

"fuck me, please! i- i need you" you say it getting your hips down on him, slightly touching his bare cock with your core as he groans.

"ok, needy" for the first time, he sounds not so composed.

one hand in your hips, another one in his cock, he angles it to your entrance. you start to sit on it until you bottoms up. you relax on him, both of you sighing, adjusting yourselves at the pressure.

he undo your bra so it slides down your arms before handing your waist again, keeping you in place as he starts to fuck you. your hands getting back on the table for some stability as you hear the sound of your skins meeting. his hands leaving marks on you as you moan.

suddenly, you feel his thrusts haunting as he groans, sitting back on the sofa. his head resting and he whimpers in frustration, feeling you throbbing around him, asking for more, from the lack of stimulation.

"im sorry" you say.

"dont be sorry" he reassures you.

"what's wrong?" you ask slidding it off of you, he gasps from the loss and you turn around to look at him.

firstly, he whimpers again, looking at your bare titties for the first time. you follow his line of view, noticing him staring immediately as he's hoping to suck all of it, leaving marks there is all he wants right now.

he collects himself, meeting your eyes "my ankle is hurting from that position" he says, frustrated.

you get closer, caressing his hair back "that's ok. im sorry it hurts" you pout. he's looking up but you are so close right now, that he is trying so hard not to stare at your breast again.

"sit down on me" he says.

"will it not going to hurt you still?" you ask concerned.

"i dont know, im hoping not. i've never fuck anyone while injured before" he contests and you smile at his remark "come on, sit here" he demands again, tapping his thighs to you. how can you say no?

you do as he says, sitting on his lap, taking care not to crash with your weight in it.

"relax, baby" he says again pressing you down on him so you get his point.

you sit there, and he starts to caress your thighs, going up to your sides and back, making goosebumps appear all over your body, your core gathering your juices again. you hand his neck, bringing him to a kiss. he sneakily reaches your breast, caressing his fingers at your nipple. you whimper in between the kiss, encouraging him to do the same on the other one.

his hands are everywhere and he breaks the kiss to work his lips on your neck, it feels like the foreplay all over again and you're aching for some friction. as if he reads your mind, his hands are back on your ass, spreading it open and foward, the motion making you slide on his cock as both of you gasp, "keep going" he whispers on your ear, getting back to kiss there as you start to move your hips on him, feeling the prominent vein that you've only seen before.

he keeps going down to the valley between your tits until he greases his teeth on the left nipple, you arches your back moaning, and he does the same to the other one, taking his time on it. when he's done, he stares at his work, your nipples sensitive and red from all the sucking and licking.

"go on, ride me" he says looking now back at you.

you push your body up a little as you hand his cock back to your entrance, sliding it in easily now. you dont waste time on starting to move up and down on him. you throw your head back from the pleasure, as he admires your figure, collarbones and breast moving as you do on him, his eyes meet at where your bodies are connecting and he cant help put touch your clit.

"oh fuck" you moan it out as he works his fingers on your clit. you're throbbing around him "im so close, it feels so good, cheol" you say whimpering and he grunts, encouraging you to keep going as his high is close too.

you throw yourself on him, your face getting buried on his shoulders now, your thrusts haunting with your cum approaching. he senses it, handing your waist once again, applying force to help you with it.

"fuck, im gonna cum" you announce, slightly biting his skin, that's the ending point for him as he feels his high coming.

"where can i cum?" he askes you beforehand as you desesparate repeat inside as an answer "are you sure? oh- fuck" he's holding in, but he needs to make sure.

"please, please, cum inside" you whine and thats enough for him to let it go, he's cumming before you with a intense gasp after a low moan.

you whimper feeling him filling you up, making you cum right after him. you fight to keep thrusting, just to keep a bit of the friction to ride off your highs. your thighs all messy with both of your cums and so is his lap.

you stop once you're done and cant take it no more, you slide off of him, throwing yourself beside seungcheol on the sofa. eyes closed, your heads resting at the headboard, both of you panting out of breath still.

"im on the pill" you suddenly deliver those words, realizing you didn't say it before.

"fuck, i swear when im all good im gonna fuck you senseless" he spits it out, his mind wherelse. your sore pussy clench, even tho you've just got fucked by him, i guess you too are not satisfied yet. you can't wait for him to get all healed.

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Is it possible to do head cannons for digital circus characters with a reader who's too nice for their own good

Like they get in danger when trying to talk to the bad guy npc thinking that they could persuade them to the good side

TADC cast x reader whos too nice!

Anon I'm so so sorry that it took me so long to get to this <\3! I gotta admit I've been in like, a bit of a burn out recently and I'm still recovering from my baking spree last week so I'm WOOOooOoooooO

That said I hope you enjoy!

Written ambiguously, if you want to see this as romantic or platonic, is totally up to you!

CAINE:

Literally puts a pause on the IHA when he sees you being dragged away by the big bad guy, all while still trying to insist that the NPC with no chance to gain sentience can be good.. caine finds it endearing in it's own way, its sweet, you see the best in people... and non-people... but reader, this is exactly how you get hurt..! Keeps a close eye on you during IHA

POMNI:

While I dont think pomni fits the "too nice for her own good" vibe, I feel that shes... what word am i looking for? Submissive? She kind of just goes with what others are doing; asides from her initial freak out we dont see much pushback from her in the pilot, though that could be thanks to shock... perhaps shes still feeling it during IHAs given how random and intense they can be..? Point is I think pomni would give a meek resistance before scurrying off after you, trying to save you from the clutches of the baddie

RAGATHA:

Shes loves you so much, dont get her wrong. She loves that you're so sweet to everyone, even to those who dont deserve it. Actually if anything, Ragatha is also a little too sweet for her own good.. but shes not as trusting and naive as you are. Frantically pulls you away to the side when you try to make your way to the days villain, gently scolding you and asking what you were thinking. She doesnt mean to make you feel bad, but she doesn't want to see you hurt!

JAX:

One of the only two characters that might get a little mean with you. Not like "mean as in berating you for being so naive" more so "I'm upset that you seemingly have no regard for your safety, I care about you and I cant see you continue to throw yourself into danger" way that can come off as mean, since jax isnt really.. the best as saying this softly.. immediately cuts through any "what ifs" you might bring up to him, you're the only person in this circus that he actually enjoys and hes not going to let you get flung around.. can his tone be softer? Sure, but can you blame him if this is a regular occurrence?

KINGER:

This poor man nearly has a heart attack when he sees you about to be absolutely demolished (but not really thanks to the digital world), probably ends in him getting hurt too.. but that would be mean.. but also can you imagine the angst? The guilt? He probably pushes through the pain to get to you and hes just. Feverishly pulling you to him and patting you down to make sure you're okay... he won't tell you to stop being so nice; in fact I dont think the thought crosses his mind ever.. but he does ask to never do that again, the getting into danger thing

ZOOBLE:

The other character that might get a little mean when confronting you about it, but given zoobles general attitude as well as their tone of voice, it seems like they're more angry with you than they actually are. They think you're too nice for your own good, truly. While the others may find it sweet and endearing, they're constantly thinking about how one day you'll be in over your head and wont have a way out. This might actually result in an argument, thanks to zoobles tone and way of going about things.. but you guys eventually communicate and make up, at least I would like to think so

GANGLE:

Very similar to pomni in the regard that she doesnt have the spine (haha) to tell you not to do whatever you're planning on doing. "I don't think... oh.. oh wait, reader-" as she scurries after you so you dont get lost. Gets legitimately sad and beats herself up if you get hurt. Similar to zoobles, you guys are going to need to communicate and work together on this because gangle cannot handle the fact that you're constantly getting hurt thanks to your kindness grating on her mind all day every day

[xhanelia]

Headcannons for how and what is going on in Valorant HQ pt.1

When special occasions arrive like christmas or easter egg, Chyper is the one that prepares all the little things like the eggs or the presents, decorations and so on. He is the one that makes agents excited for the special days.

HQ is too big that everyone got lost at least one time and either Sage or Brim needed to find them for like an hour and a half.

Then when KAY/O got into protocol, Killjoy made him learn the architecture of the HQ and now he is the one in charge if anyone gets lost in HQ (he gets grumpy all the time if this happens. "I am a killing machine not some kind of gps!")

When Fade sleeps, her room is covered by nightmare veins. Like demonic tree roots is coming from her and spreading all over the room. So she never sleeps near someone. (And when they have a long operation and need another day to complete the mission, she forces herself to stay awake with coffee. Its risky to sleep away from her safe zone.)

About sleeping, KAY/O and Omen does not sleep. In the nights, they keep company to eachother. And maybe to Fade too when she couldnt sleep from nightmares.

If Raze and Breach get near eachother, there is no kind of way to shut them up.

One time Raze blew up the kitchen when she was trying to cook and it started a big fire. Now she is banned from the kitchen.

Yoru has a sweet tooth. Idk why i wrote this but i really think he does.

Its forbidden for Neon to train inside the HQ because one time she accidantely made the whole HQ short circuit and it took hours to recover.

Cypher tecnically could hire a man from darkweb to kill Sova and get away with it but he just does not want to.

Chamber takes pride about being French and the teen agents makes fun of him because of this.

In the protocol, only Chyper and Brim can afford any of Chamber's custom guns. (Dont ask Cypher where did he get all that money.)

Viper helps out Sage and Skye if there is so many wounded people.

The most introverted in the HQ is Deadlock. Even Fade and Yoru was more open when they first step in.

Phoenix is the official heather when its winter time. Altough he is pretty hot by touch, he gets freezing cold when its below 10 celcius. (He is just paranoid theres no way he feels cold.) So you can only hug him because he wont take his coat or his hands off of the coats pocets.

[tqxkyy]

I recently lost my dad and while Joost lost his a while back I can imagine just after preforming a song he dedicated to his dad and his childhood dream (which his dad will never be able to see) how emotionally raw it must feel.

To then get harassed by a pushy camerawoman even though the agreement with the EBU was to leave him be and not film him and them called all sorts of horrible things even though he never touched her. He has been called a neo nazi, rapist and more shit (mostly by zionist from what I've seen, shame on them) That must be devastating. I hope his friends keeping him company can keep him somewhat safe and secure. He does not deserve this.

And while I have watched Eurovision since I was a little kid and loved it I genuinely hope the EBU will never recover from this. And I hope the camerawoman loses her fucking job.

Im so so sorry to hear about your dad, i hope you're feeling better and if you want to talk, im here :( <3

And i agree, EBU just saying 'it was physical' without other details and leaving it like that for almost a day is so unprofessional, imagine how the poor dude felt when he went on social media and saw so many people calling him those names, its so upsetting and i feel so bad for him, the camerawoman definitely deserves to lose her job, what she did was absolutely not okay and im sure this'll have lasting effects for EBU, people wont forget about this

[terranceholdsapencil]

So Ive watched Boom and initial thoughts

S14e03 "Boom" doctor who spoilers

-immediately knew these guys were dead.

-susan twist what are you doing in my ambulance

-killing someone because they'd take four weeks to recover is insane but also works great as the endpoint of capitalism

-casual reminder that I adore 15s theme. Its very different from other Doctor's themes but its lovely.

-skye boat song?!?! Two played that on his recorder back in the web of fear

-"One wrong move, and BOOM. I go all food mixer"

Great line, 10/10

-"everywhere is a beach eventually"

I hate that this made me think of Rose

-"Why, does a landmine have lights on it?" "*groans* capitalism" "Excuse me?" "Flashy lights play well in a showroom. Modern warfare. Death by salesmen"

This is just. Oxygen but instead of a space station its warfare. Jamie Mathieson basically wrote this already. But thats okay I will still eat it up

-lesbian gymkhana. Noice.

-"IiIm not even screaming yet"

THAT'S THE RIGHT ATTITUDE 🫵

-smelted :)

-"i was trying not to show off" well thats new cause you always show off

-"you are brave." "mm." "And you are wonderful. And I forgive you for being incredibly stupid"

Do you know what that reminded me off? The dead boy detectives staircase confession. Come on, you hear it too:

"Also, I cannot BeLIEve you would risk your entire existence coming down to this operatic horror show for me. That is so FUCKING stupid its unbelievable" "Sorry. No version of this where I didnt come get you, is there"

-"I went down to the beach, and there she stood, dark and tall, at the edge of the wood. The Sky´s too big; Im scared!, I cried, she replied: Young man, dont you know theres more to life than the moon and the president´s wife?"

Was she erm , was she nice, the presidents wife?

Ah, well, that was a lie put about by the shabogans. It was the presidents daughter. I didnt steal the moon, I lost i..

Id know you anywhere.

12 AND CLARA MENTIONED?!?!?

-"Life is cheap. Patients are expensive"

Just as I said. War oxygen. Theyre fighting the algorithm. And capitalism.

-"war is business, and business is booming"

-"and my name is the doctor ""the doctor isnt a name" "yeah. haha! And I not even a doctor."

Was the degree in cheesemaking a lie? What about the lego? Doctor, have you lied to me?

Medicine, science, engineering, candy floss, philosophy, music, problems, people, hope, and practically everything :(

-"Great name, Mundy Flynn. You should marry RUby, then you´ll be mundy sunday. Go on, get married, Id laugh every day."

NOW THATS MY TYPE OF HUMOUR 🫵‼️

-"Ive met sentient Mud. lovely girls. I mean grumpy, yeah, but you try lying around with your face full of mammals all day."

I thought of the morax from the witchfinders first but yeah lovely girls

-"im a much bigger bang than you bargained for.

im a lot more explosive than I look and honey, I know how I look."

Originallt I was just a fan of the first line but something about the doctor being in a very bad situation but going "Im hot af :)" is... lmao

-SNOW??? SNOW STOPPING MID AIR???

-"do you get-get-get it?"

-the way he said "girl" in "now you need proof, faith giArl?"

-DAD TO DAD???

I reallt liked the theory of Susan coming back but this might also hint at a general doctor-family thing. Maybe his child

-when everything worked out the soundtrack was the same as during the tardis reveal in the star beast. I had to stop the episode cause that score made me FEEL things. I could not the heck focus on 15 with this soundtrack on cause. Uhm.

....

Im so sorry but this tardis reveal is so so so SO special to me so playing the same music is actually vile. Because. No I wont be able to focus on the actual episode. I couldnt focus on the actual episode because 15 sang a song 2 played on his bloody recorder. You cant use a TARDIS REVEAL SCORE.

-"What happened" "well, its uh, its kind of hard to sum up. I think if I had a diary it would be a little bit too exiting for words. I think I could write it with drums. Can you write a diary with drums? I bet I could."

IS THIS A THOSCHEI REFERENCE?! 🗣🗣🗣

-the sky is like actually super pretty on kastarion 3

-"quite frankly, your life span sucks" HAHA

-"fish fingers and custard is mt favourite" FISH FINGERS AND CUSTARD?!

-"A sad, old man once told me. WHat survives of us is love."

-irs actually insane how happy the tardis "vworp vworp vworp" makes me. Everytime the tardis disappears I giggle like little kid.

-im sorry but the next ep is SO intriguing Im very excited for next week, more excited than thid one actually

[obsessed-with-obsessive]

''Trampled flowers, rebirthed roses''

Posted originally on Ao3 ^^ A Yan!Ayato, Yan!Thoma x reader fic Based on my previous prompt (--)

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TW: Stalking, Obsession

When you were 'gifted' the opportunity of smuggling goods to inazuma, you jumped at the chance. The high reward making your heart flutter, the amount of good you could do for your family, the freedom you would finally feel, it was everything you'd ever dreamt of. Your family was always your top priority, they did all they could to support your dreams, but money was tight and merchants chasing their overdue loans where ruthless in the land of contracts. This could prove to be a fresh break for you and your loved ones.

You didn't expect the wrath of the almighty shogun to be as ruthless as legend though. The seas were rough but, what you didn't account for was the unending storm, the constant crashing of lightning striking around you. Your eyesight blurred, all you could focus on was the screaming of your crewmates, your captain barking orders, the desperation was thick in the air. But before you could go to tighten the ropes of the sail, you felt your body slip, as one loud crack of lightning turned your vision black. You felt yourself be plunged into an endless abyss, you didn't expect yourself to die on this trip, but the cold peace brought you a strange sense of freedom, you'd always hoped for a vision, perhaps a cryo one, but truly you knew the gods would never gaze upon a lost cause such as yourself.

You let the cold, weightlessness embrace you.

...

You thought that was the end, until you felt a fire in your chest, the burning pain was immence. As you coughed and sputtered trying desperately to remove the pain in your lungs, your vision began to come back to you, bluring of a violet sky, with a blonde standing above you, pushing on your chest. With one final cough you felt the final lump of first in your lungs leave your body, and you sat up to catch the fleeting breath in your lungs.

''Oh gosh! thank god..' You heard next to you, a familiar tone you thought, it reminded you of your friends from mondstadt. You turned to face the voice, greeted by a soft face of a blonde, with a strange outfit, one you'd never seen before. 'Please don't exert yourself' He assured you, 'everything is okay, you were in a serious wreck..'. You blinked at him, 'W-where am I? where are my crewmates,, my ship? is this liyue?' He looked at you with concern, gently helping you to your feet, keeping a firm hand on your waist to keep you balanced. 'You're in inazuma,, you washed up on the shore alongside the wreckage of a ship, we haven't found any other survivors' Those words rang in your ears, you were the only one... The man noticed your immediate drop in attitude and attempted to reassure you 'It's alright! we will continue looking, Its a miracle you're alright, My name is Thoma, I wont ask how you got here, I understand it was probably under..' he paused, and looked down on you 'less than legal circumstances' you gulped, god, you just survived a wreck and now you're going to prison... 'Dont worry' He chuckled 'As long as you follow my lead, no one will notice. You don't happen to have a vision do you?' If only, you thought, maybe you would of been able to keep your crew alive. You shook your head slowly, and thoma looked at you carefully, his expression unreadable. 'Well then that's not an issue for us to worry about. Come on.'

Thoma was kind, at least he appeared to be, he tended to hover quite a lot thought. He offered you a job quite quickly after you recovered, under the same clan he worked under. You had your doubts as the kamisato clan seemed awfully important, what could they possibly have use of a washed up pirate for? But after taking your first couple jobs, you found yourself getting quite comfortable. Thoma helped introduce you to the others working under the kamisato family, and it made you feel less alone, they even helped you write letters to be smuggled to your family back in liyue. Your family knowing you were alive helped you ease into inazuman life a lot easier, quickly you accepted your new job, you began to make friends, and things, maybe started to feel normal. You longed for liyue still, but you hoped soon, the Sakoku Decree would be ended and you could return to your loved ones.

When you first began working for the kamisato clan, you began work as a gardener, you had tended to flowers in liyue's gardens quite often as a child, and you found that the best way to make yourself useful while working for the estate. Tending to the flowers always made you feel at ease, it was during this that you first met Lord kamisato.

While watering and tending gently to the precious dendrobium, which you had learned tended to sprout on the grounds of fallen warriors, and therefore needed to be treated with the upmost respect, you felt a presence beside you. Looking up you were greeted by the kamisato commissioner. Startled, you stood up quickly, bowing, 'L-lord Kamisato! How may I be of service?'. After what felt like eons of his gaze burning into you, he let out a soft chuckle and spoke. 'Please, continue. I was enjoying watching you tend so delicately to these flowers.' You peeked up at him, before returning your attention to the flowers silently. After a moment, you let your eyes drift up to him, 'Are you found of dendrobiums?' you asked. 'You know, any of my other servants would never dream of speaking to me like that.' He began, you turned to him in shock and as you began to spout apologies he held up a hand to stop you. 'But, it's nice to be asked about my interests beyond business.' With a smile across his lips 'I love what they represent, that the loyalty these soldiers offered to me, can be forever immortalized.' A moment passed, the wind softly blowing between you both. 'You value loyalty highly.' You spoke quietly, turning your attention away from the flowers to gaze up at him. He offered you a soft smile in return 'Loyalty is the embodiment of dedication, like a Gardner to it's flower.'

That was the last time you saw the commissioner for months. Your life continued as normal, things felt odd though, the odd time you felt you may of had an admirer, they quickly shot you down, and it left you devastated. You spent more nights than you'd like to admit crying over men who you thought were interested right until you showed interest back. You continued to send letters off to your family, taking advantage of your generous paycheck to buy ornate and decorated paper, so your family could see that you were thriving. You often sent money back with your letters too, to hopefully ease their financial burden, you never expected anything back, but it still hurt to go months without a reply.

It wasn't until one day you had gone to the commissioners quarters by request, intending to discuss your time off and request time to travel, that you noticed a draw left adjar. You attempted not to look but, you couldn't help but notice a neatly bundled pile of letters, in the ornate paper you could of swore you sent your family a month prior, it wasn't until you noticed your signature that you began to panic. You shut the drawer of his desk quickly as you went to sit down, your heart thumping in your chest. Was he personally intercepting them? Did the shogunate find your letters? Did your coworkers lie to you?

It wasn't until the door opened that you were ripped out of your thoughts, it was Ayato. He glanced across the room towards you, you watched him carefully as he scanned the desk, you swore you could see something flicker in his eyes, but it was so quick you couldn't work it out. He swiftly made his way over to his desk, sitting in front of you.

'So...' he started 'you wish to request time off?' You opened your mouth to speak 'i-' you barely started before he stopped you, quietly holding his hand up. he looked down on you, never before had you felt so small. 'You know you are paid a generous amount. You are expected to be here often and are given ample time in the week? Am i such a cruel employer that you request over 2 weeks off in another city? What if the shogunate were to find you, we would not be able to cover for your status here in inazuma if you moved.. though if you truly wish to go...' He looked at you, piercing blue eyes not giving away anything.

You gulped. 'I apologize, I've changed my mind.' looking down at your feet, as you replied. You heard a soft hum escape the commissioners lips, 'Dismissed.' You stood, your eyes still firmly on the ground as you walked out, though you did hear the distinct sound of a drawer open as you left.

You spent the next month plotting your escape, you stopped writing letters. Delusion or not, you knew you had no agency in inazuma under the kamisato clans employment. You pocketed every paycheck you were given, conversing with the locals you managed to make the aquantance of some smugglers, ones whom were travelling to liyue in a weeks time. You could barely afford their fees, but it was worth the cost, you could take the risk again.

Despite your plans, you had made friends among the servants, and you felt guilty for leaving them all behind without saying anything, so one evening, in the servants quatres, you suggested you all visit a local bar together. Most agreed, even thoma, whom you expected to excuse himself to his quarters early like usual, which was a pleasant surprise.

It was a fun night, and it was full of plenty of alcohol, and although you were anxious, you let yourself go for the night, enjoying your newfound family's company. It was bittersweet sure, but they were happy to be spending time with you, and you had some disposable income. After many hours of celebration and joy, covered by your left over savings most of you began to split off to make your way home, thoma pulled you aside. He lead you outside towards the docks before turning to you. ''Where are you going?'' he spoke harshly. Shivers ran down your spine, 'what?' you sputtered back. 'You're spending all your mora, I also know about your agreement with the crux fleet.' What was this? how did he know? 'I..' you looked up at him. 'I'm sorry, I don't belong here'. You felt tears well up in your eyes, surely he could understand that. But instead of the compassionate look you expected from your longtime friend, the one who fished you out of the ocean, you only saw distain. 'After all the lord has done for you? This job? this lifestyle? You want to run away?' He sighed, rubbing his eyes 'I really didn't think it would come to this Y/N...'. Your heart sank, what? what did he mean by that? all of this was ayatos doing? So the letters weren't a coincidence. You felt your blood run cold as he placed a hand on your arm 'Come on, you know this is stupid, don't make this more difficult than it needs to be'

Before you could think, your legs were carrying you. You were sprinting away, towards your home, towards liyue. All you could think of was getting home, The ocean didn't register in your mind, all you could think of was running. You heard the quick pace of thoma behind you, and as you leapt from the dock, you expected to feel the crash of water, but your feet kept going. Ice cold beneath your feet kept you running, frozen ice beneath ever step you took. Before you could even register the gift the gods had just bestowed on you, you felt the same heat you had felt before, right as you plunged into the ice cold water.

When you awoke, you felt something missing, but couldn't place it. You were dressed in a soft kimono, it was silk. You had no strength, none at all, you could barely lift your head to look around at your surroundings, but you quickly noticed what was wrong. The commissioner stood at the foot of the bed, speaking to Thoma, he gazed over, noticing you awaken. 'Ah, it appears you're awake.. you know, I was quite hurt by your little stunt' There was a venom in his voice, the eyes of both Ayato and Thoma felt cold, you couldn't even recognize them. Ayato moved closer, he placed a gloved hand on your chin, forcing you to look up at him. 'My kindness only goes so far, if not repaid by loyalty...'

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[fandomrouletteburrito]

Trying to get into the beast!skk tag and everyone has such good takes on it that only make it so much angstier and now im crying over it

Canon manga, Beast manga and stage play spoilers and suicide and depression mentions

I dont think i will ever emotionally recover from Dazai leaving Chuuya and how unbelievably cruel it was

Like honestly… I dont even blame Dazai just because imagine learning theres a world out there where your future(?) best friend is dead and you find out about this BEFORE you realize the value your relationships you will build anyway have like

Its like kicking someone while their down

So when the time comes for potentially realizing the value of your relationships you miss it because you’ve already chosen your path and now to you all thats left is to execute it

And holy shit that hits a little too close to what suicidal tendencies can be

Like I want to be angry with Dazai for not realizing how cruel his actions in the end were but I cant cuz I understand how he got there

Reading about Chuuya’s reaction in Beast honestly just made Beast hurt so much more cuz I didnt feel anything about the ending until hearing about Chuuya and esp how he dragged Atsushi back in

Theres a post going around about how Dazai failed in the end when Chuuya opted to drag Atsushi back in and thats what really hurt

the what if situation of if Dazai had just seen the present and the whole thing maybe things wouldnt have ended the way it did but ah we dont get to have that in life do we? Kind of how we say: oh if only this person who committed suicide had just seen xyz when really the whole thing about depression and stuff is how you CANT see that.

Also the fact Asagiri kind of canonizes that Chuuya would go insane if he lost Dazai jeeeeeez that soulmate shit really isn’t here to be messed with huh

Makes me wonder what would happen in canon though if Chuuya has to live on knowing Dazai is dead because thats very different from missing because I am partly convinced Dazai wont survive the current arc and if not the current arc then he wont survive the entire series

[kaladinsspear]

Diary entry featuring thoughts on burnout and burnout recovery. Feel free to read or give your thoughts if you want, but its probably not that interesting to most people. ^_^

I have been very frustrated with myself lately. I have always been a relatively disciplined and internally motivated person, but lately it feels like my willpower just doesn't exist. I have slept past my alarm and been late for work, gotten distracted by my phone and added hours to my work day, missed assignment deadlines and blew off assigned reading at school, let my room become a mess, missed doctor appointments, eaten a stupid amount of sugar, ect. Its honestly embarrassing, and I've been really angry with myself.

I just saw a post talking about how a freelance worker structures their day and enforces breaks for things like yoga, nutritious meals, and walking. They build vacation days into their schedule, and they do not work on weekends. The poster said that when they first started working freelance, the worked so much that they burnt out, and are only just now starting to regain a measure of the productivity that they lost.

Reading that post gave me an epiphany: I'm burnt the fuck out and it makes sense that I'm struggling to be productive. I have spent the last 4 years (at least) in a state of near panic trying to manage the amount of work I had to do. I was getting up at 5:30, going to bed at 10:30/11:00 and pushing pushing pushing every minuite inbetween. I got to sleep in until 9:00 on the weekends, and that was the extent my break.

I guess the post just made me realize that burnout requires recovery, and that recovery takes longer than a few weeks or even a few months. I might be in a much better place, but it it took me years to get here, it is going to take more than a few months to recover.

In light of this epiphany, I'm going to stop stressing about it so much. Its summer, which means that I have from sunrise until sunset to get my work done, and the pools are mostly clean. I'm going to try to get distracted as little as possible, but im not going to be mad at myself for struggling to stay on task. Extra long work days are irritating, but it wont effect my paycheck and it wont effect my reputation in the company. I'm not going to go back to school full time. I have to keep going because if I stop I have to start paying student loans, but I'm going to accept that it will take me an extra couple years to graduate and stick with 2 classes a semester instead of 4.

I'm not going to change what I'm doing all that much, but I'm going to show myself a little more forgivenes and grace and trust that I am a responsible and disciplined person, that that those parts of my personality will reassert themselves when I have recovered enough for them to do so. In the mean time, my job is to find support structures to keep my life together, and cultivate an environment which allows me to grow.

[dunennite]

RainWorld-Slugcat: Symbiote Symbiote a normal scug once upon a time, but during their adolescence, slightly younger than monk, they were exposed to and contracted the RED affliction. Unlike Raptor who overcame the RED and survived the expiration period, Symbiote wasn't as lucky. Their body was suffering the same fate as any other creature who've reached the expiration point. Cancerous tumors were developing all across their body, whilst at the same time their body was breaking down and nearing systemic failure. It was by sheer chance their body was able to adapt and rebound, developing incredible healing and regenerative abilities to counter the mass breakdown and system failure. However, despite their ability to heal and regenerate almost anything at an incredible rate, its hardly or ever even noticeable due to their body's continued degradation. The only way they can survive is to constantly consume and intake nutrients to counter and recover what they've lost and hold together. On top of their already agonizing fate, the cancerous tumors all across their body developed into a colonialized parasitic organism that eats away at them, taking on the appearance of the Rot seen in the base game of Rainworld. This parasitic organism is spread all throughout their body, and masses congregate and protrude out their back and various parts of their body, with fleshy tendrils protruding out along with the masses. Symbiote has to consume a large amount of food to retain their form and to avoid expiration. The fortunate side to their situation is that due to the origin and nature of their parasitic organism, they have some amount of control over the parasite and are able to use it to their benefit, being able to subconsciously manipulate the fleshy tendrils to manipulate and maneuver their environment and even catch food. The tendrils are even able to absorb nutrients, and can essentially suck out the nutrients of creatures by impaling them or covering them with their tendrils. The downside is to the parasitic organism asides from it constantly eating away at them, is that it constantly accumulates mass, and Symbiote has to constantly expel and "shed" the excess to avoid it becoming detrimental to their being. And the unfortunate part is that the expelled mass lingers and survives for a short bit, and if consumed by a creature, will take root in said creature and consume it, causing the mass to spread. Symbiote can't help it, and they try to hide their expulsions so creatures wont come across it, but it only helps so much. It was because of this new infection spreading throughout the ecosystem that caught "Signant of Pondering"'s attention. And unfortunately, Symbiote was hunted down by purpose made creatures, made by "Signant of Pondering" to eliminate them for a while, until they stumbled upon the iterators chamber. And after two attempts at killing Symbiote, the iterator took the moment to observe the creature and bestow it the gift of communication and gave Symbiote a task that would potentially cure them, or at least stabilize them to where they won't be spreading infectious masses across the environment. Symbiote lives an agonizing life, as their body is constantly breaking down and being eating away by a parasite that came from their own being, and if they can't sustain themselves, they'll fall apart and perish. They accidentally created a small outbreak of parasitic rot across the western region, and caught the ire of the Iterator overlooking said region. But even through all their suffering, its partially hard to tell if they're miserable, due to their unserious, goofy nature. They've accepted their fate when they were perishing from the REDs, but surviving to face a more gruesome fate, they in a way count as a win, and go about knowing they beat death, making their existence barrable and giving them hope for things to get better. Potentially. Despite how violent and aggressive Raptor can be. I think Symbiote is by far my most gruesome and disturbing scug so far. I hope ya'll like em! lol

[iguessitsgabe]

My MC oc Elias.

He got transported to the Devildom seconds before he almost crashed his car against a truck while drunk driving. So when he was greeted by Diavolo he thought "Either I'm dead or I got isekai'd".

He was still a bit drunk during his welcoming to the Devildom, so literally the next day when he wakes up in another bed, his first thought was "Shit" thinking he hooked up with someone while drunk.

Funny enough, the moment Mammon barged into his room to wake him up for school, he literally went "Hey, idk what happened yesterday but you are a hottie, we can repeat it anytime 😎👉👉". It took Mammon 5 whole minutes to realize what he meant, and had to spend the whole day convincing him they didn't hook up. "But, you are totally my type, are YOU SURE WE DIDN'T??"

The boy is a total chaos, he spend his second day doing crazy stuff and getting almost killed because "There is no way I'm still alive, this has to be some post-comma dream" with a big smile, while he is about to fall from 5 floors because he just doesn't care. Literally, Mammon had to fly and rescue him before the new exchange student killed himself in the most absurd way, which only made Elias more sure he HAD to be dead and this was all a dream.

Elias isn't by any means suicidal tho. He is just so convinced he can't be alive and he wont die twice that he is using that opportunity to get fucking wild!

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His legal name is Ezra, which means helper. He despises that name because his mother used to manipulate him with it. She would force him to stay by her side and "help her" because "he was BORN to do that". She would hurt him and abuse him every time he made mistakes, and excuse herself saying "she was ill and needed his help" When she finally died, he felt lost. Started to live recklessly in an attempt to recover the freedom he was taken from.

Thats why when he arrived at Devildom everyone was a bit confused, they didn't expect him. "Wasn't our student called Ezra?" and the picture they had of him was from this pristine boy with a frightened look and short combed hair, not a drunk hobo with long hair who looks like he hasn't used a hairbrush in years.

He lived in Florida before being transported to Devildom, a latino man, son of migrants and raised in a different country. He had troubles getting used to USA as a teen, and he sports an unmistakable Latin accent. Funny enough, when he is drunk he speaks in very coloquial Spanish, which made the demons even MORE confused "Didn't our student speak English? What the hell is he saying"

He is a bisexual poly-amorous man, and literally had to tell the demons "I'm in a relationship with y'all 7 or with none. And don't come saying its gross to share your lover with your «brother» you bitches are demons ffs"

Eventually they all accepted it.

Beel, Belphie and Asmo where the firsts to accept, as Beel didn't mind sharing, Belphie just didn't care and Asmo was pleased to finally have someone who understood him.

Satan had to research what it means to be in a poly relationship first, and eventually accepted it because he likes to be an open minded and also loves Elias so much.

Mammon and Lucifer reluctant at first.

Lucifer due to his pride, the idea of sharing was not his favorite and why would a mere human order him around, he is PRIDE anyone would fall over him. But because Elias didn't budge and even started to ignore him, he couldn't resist and gave up.

Mammon wasn't comfortable with the idea. He is greedy, he wants Elias to himself only, and sharing with his dumb brothers angered him. However, he couldn't help it. It was Elias or nothing. Elias has to constantly reassure Mammon he loves him a lot and won't ever leave him.

And Lucifer eventually started to enjoy the idea of sharing, since that meant his family wont ever split apart

Levi however... Oof

He had a really hard time accepting it. He thought it was a way to rejected him without hurting his feelings. It took a WHILE for him to understand Elias loved him as much as he loved the others, and had to almost beg him for him to be together. Also has to reassure Levi he wont leave him and he loves him a lot, but his jealousy will still win at times.

His first love was Satan, then Asmo and then Mammon. He had a harder time getting to know Belphie and Levi, but eventually they grew fond of eachother. Despite being in a relationship with all, some of his relations with some of the brothers fall more into the platonic side.

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Other trivia about him:

He likes to prank and sass the brothers, even since the first day despite the amount of threats he received. He would just dare them to hurt him.

Somehow when he got killed by Belphie he got surprise, he wasn't really expecting to actually die.

Yet he didn't learn ofc.

He loves candies and sweets, and has an incredible stomach to gulf as many sweets without getting heartburn.

He has an thin body, and its very tall, not very athletic with some muscle and fat in the right places. You could describe his body as twink-ish

He is taller than Mammon, Belphie, Asmo and the same height of Levi, smaller than Satan, Beel and Lucifer.

Sometimes he cross dresses, wears makeup and accessories that would be typically feminine, he doesn't care and just likes to look good.

Also likes to wear revealing clothes or outfits more punk

He is a fan of glam metal

Probably has done drugs before

Also went to jail for fighting in bars while drunk

Boy is a mess, and his trip to the devildom kinda put him into place

Actually a virgin, knows too much hasn't had any true meaningful relationships or sex before

Hates reading but somehow manages to endure it for Satan.

Hates rainy days, he has the belief that rainy days bring bad luck and misery.

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((I'm accepting headcanon prompt requests!))

[beamzar]

21st Nov 2023

Open entry: 19:35

I caught a virus from central London on Sunday, and havent recovered since. The illness has died down quite rapidly, but not quick enough. Chesty coughs, frequent sneezes and all that good stuff. Its pretty horrible, everyones getting sick.

Well anyway, my day has been boring. Woke up at 4am in a cold sweat. I pretty much stripped myself off of all clothing because i felt suffocated. I dont like the feel of thick clothes on me while i sleep, they make me all sweaty and gross. I then woke up again at 6am. This time by my mom who came in to check up on me. I had a slight fever which fixed up a few hours later. Per norm. I dont really remember what happened afterward. I kept falling in and out of sleep, quite uncomfortable. Ive made a mess of myself multiple times today, wether it was from a poor attempt at eating the pizza i had thrown in the oven, or a darn sneeze. I hate sneezing, mostly because they always cancel out or pop my ears.

I stayed in bed most the day, occasionally popping into the bathroom because of an uneasy feeling in my stomach. The bad part was that, it was dark, and damp. It wasnt a cozy sort of warm. Even though i had 2 thick blankets on me, my skin was still cold, and covered in sweat in some areas. I had been in bed for hours all tucked in so why was my skin still so cold??? Well anyway, i couldnt game or anything because my eyes burn, and im constantly dizzy. I did play a bit of Night In the Woods when i got bored of sleeping, but that didnt last long. The puzzles from the Lost Constellation minigame honestly made my headache worse. Plus, i cant read well.

I ate alright today, nothing too fancy but, still ate enough to survive. About to have dinner. Its meat. Kebab in my language, with fries. I dont really like kebab that much, and eating meat rn would mess me up, but im still starving.

Might watch some hannibal with my friends in a bit, were finally starting season 2. Im very exited. A bit irritated that i cant binge watch it but, that factor is redeemed by the company, and the laughs (or grossed out comments) we share. Fun stuff.

I feel like shit but, hopefully ill be able to go to school tomorrow. My psychology teacher hasnt answered my email, and our class tomorrow was cancelled, so i guess i wont be able to catch up.

Close entry: 19:50

Heres a song, it doesnt really relate to anything. Take it as a reccomendation or something

[homeofhousechickens]

Hi Dezi

Just a quick note to say thank you for your reassuring note and advice.

The weasel incident was devastating and I think we're fortunate that two girls actually survived despite their injuries.

We live in a predator-rich location in the Scottish Highlands. We know we have foxes & stoats - we've seen them - along with red kites, buzzards and other raptors. We know also that pine martens were/are nearby, although we've seen no sign of them on our property since an adjacent plantation was clear-felled last year. Whikst here are badgers near us too, the nearest sett is well over a mile away, and our immediate environment isn't that attractive to them.

We genuinely thought our defences were fairly robust. What I didn't realise was that the back door of the Solway coop had warped, leaving a narrow gap at the bottom. That's where the attacker got in and back out again. The hallmark injuries were pure mustelid, as was the killing frenzy. The gap was less than an inch, and I can't think of anything that would fit through there apart from a weasel.

Repairs are done, albeit late. I'm still beating myself up for not noticing it, even though I would still have missed it had it not been for tell-tale blood and feathers stuck to the door where the beastie exited.

In some ways, we were lucky. A neighbouring croft lost their entire flick of over 30 hens in a single pine marten visit. Another neighbour lost all their birds to a fox in another hit. Several locals have had to replace their flocks, in some cases two or three times over the years because of pine martens.

We had to accept the risk when we started keeping hens. I just didn't think it would be so emotionally punishing, and having to despatch my girls hurt more, but not as much as finding them in need of that.

I'm currently building a new hen house where we'll be rearing several rare and endangered breeds. We hope to increase that if we can achieve success this year. We're working with a breeder who simply cannot keep up with all the orders she has and it's good to know that we'll be making a contribution to keeping some of these breeds from dying out entirely.

The two injured girls are improving steadily. One Eye isn't one-eyed any longer; she has both open and is able to range about her pen without difficulty. The dark one improves too. She stays in the coop most of the time; her injuries make her limp badly,but she regularly appears at the pop hole to see what's going on. They're both feeding and drinking well, and I have one more shot of antibiotics left for each of them. They're both very much alert. I think I can be cautiously optimistic.

Now we need to find another rooster. Whikst he'll never be a replacement for Donald, who was such a gentleman and so protective of his ladies, it'll be good to have a noisy boy back with the girls. Obviously, the two patients come first, and we won't be letting them near a cockerel for some time.

Thanks for reading this far and thanks again for your kindly note.

Warmest wishes

Mark

Its sounds like your gals are over the biggest hurdle. Is a chicken survives a predator attack but still passes away usually it is do to shock, shock is what can kill a bird but after they are stabilized after a few days they should start to quickly heal and are typically out of the "danger" zone which sounds like your gals. I hope they continue to recover and thrive.

Predator attacks can be emotionally devastating because its up to us to protect our birds because everything wants to eat a chicken. We are only human though and as structures and farms get older things warp and wear down in places we might not expect. Its important to take in these lessons but also dont beat yourself up to much so you can continue to give your birds the best possible care and it does sound like they are in good hands.

I hope your able to find a rooster who is good like your old one, he wont be a replacement but when your used to having a rooster its always relieving to hear them crow.

[leninova1997]

Hey Leni, let's make theories about Doom and Quake chronology?

I was thinking.. As we know, the demons invaded the UAC in 2145 and the war raged on for some years. Scott Voss from SMC was born in a Martian Colony in the year 2203, that is, relatively shortly after the first demonic invasion. Would Mars have had a peaceful time after all the chaotic events of Doom (to build safe colonies on Mars)? Do you think the other Doom events are part of the same timeline? or that's impossible? (I know there's controversy, but I want to know your opinion).

Curious to know your thoughts on this! Leis. ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔﾉﾞ

First of all, thank you so much for the question. 😍 I always wanted to be a part of such conversations so this truly means a lot to me. 😍😍😍Second of all, let me establish 2 pathways: what is possible in "natural" circumstances and what i use for my novel and for future followups as a standalone timeline based possibility.

Normal version:

If we take Doom 3 as a closed title along with all the other games/expansions being connected to it, then its fairly obvious to point out, humanity had the time to recover from such losses. Mars City, Phobos labs etc. were lost to the population measures but not in technology. Hidrocon was still there to bring advancement to a whole new level, and im pretty sure they didnt miss out on it even behind the blood soaked history. Over years and maybe after a few high levels of power struggles within the Board they finally got themselves together enough to restart Mars City as an actual human settlement (with a few added advances to make sure nothing comes over again/wont be as deadly as it can be). This also brought the chance as soon as possible to have the city thrive along with other human colonies which in connection meant a new future for our species. Without Mars city there was no continuation and they knew this all too well: sacrificing decades of hard work over fear and paranoia was too much of a luxury to be committed.

In Quake 4's retrospect, im pretty sure Doom 3's events can be considered as canon, even from line to line (if you mind). My philosophy often comes like this in such cases:, "just because people dont talk about it, doesnt mean its not there". From this point, things can be explained even with multiple altitudes: the UAC has gone bankrupt and the secrets have fallen to the grave alongside with it. Or: people over time got to know about the demonic invasion and they live with the truth. Or: the UAC is still there but under a different alias and thanks to this, they are not standing out publicly. Its only a matter of imagination what you can consider as a direct lead to the main story. And this is just one of the examples out of hundreds you can twist in any way you would like for a perfect fitting.

My version:

In my series, things are nothing but grim. After ROE, Earth got attacked not soon after, and the demons started immediately taking over as much as possible (not just the planet, but other colonies and space stations were in great danger). Even if i consider the heroes winning after the years of a brutal, almost annihilating war, humanity still needs an extraordinary amount of time for rebuilding and even more for restarting colonization. The pace is the most important factor in this, however for me its not unimaginable to have a well functioning martian city in the beginning of the 23rd century. Its almost 50 years to spare so its highly unlikely they will lick their wounds for this long. From this on, Quake 4 can be its own very thing, not even mattering if any importance (like the origin of the Strogg or the demonic invasion) has been altered during an alternative timeline.

Fun fact: i consider all Id Tech 4 based games as one big canon where things have different kinds of impacts on each other. Yes, even Prey 2006. 🥰 The differences always start when one game becomes dominant and begins altering other games/storylines. Everything can happen as it is intended but the questions are rather: how many are there (compared to the original) and how much has been changed to allow a proper existence for something new?

Thats the right of the author.

[b4byb4ts]

ive been gone for SO so long but i think i want to start using this acc as like a but of a diary type thing--

so.. last time i was here i was super deep in my ed and going through a LOT of shit.. since then i accidentally recovered from my ed, not as much mentally but i have gained,,all of the weight i lost back,, i eat pretty "normal" but i still feel incredibly guilty and feel like the "i never want to eat again" type feelings..

i lost one of my closest friends bc of my ed, and though it has completely destroyed me,, honestly it was probably for the best, its part of why i recovered. he told me he didnt think i would ever recover after he tried to force me to and i said i didnt want to, but after that we stopped talking (his choice not mine) and i at first took it as a "okay well im going to get as sick as i possibly can" but then realized that was what he wanted so i instead forced myself to recover fully out of spite as a big "fuck you" to him.. and i even tried to tell him thinking fkr some reason he would care. he didnt. i got a thumbs up and a good luck along with the most like.. "youre a waste of space" type of look ive ever gotten. and it COMPLETELY destroyed me.

moving on... i got a new job at a v popular coffee shop in my town and its absolutely amazing, everyone i work with is absolutely lovely and i just love it so so much.

I also got back with my boyfriend and ive never been happier in a relationship, im absolutely sure that he is "the one" like i trust him more than my own mother and im more comfortable around him than anyone ive ever been with before everything is just so so lovely.

not that everything has been perfect like it sounds though,,, im still not mentally recovered, again, better than before, but still not great,, i constantly crave my ed like i want to relapse so bad i just,, cant for some reason,,?

more on,, health,, mental AND physical,,, i got diagnosed with pretty much a chronic illness, i still dont know the cause for it,, like i have treatment for the symptoms but no clue what the cause is. i got diagnosed with adhd during my ed but that is,, obviously still there,, i just very recently got told by my therapist that she thinks i may be autistic,,, i looked into it and it seems VERY possible which is,, a lot to think about because i have no clue how to tell my parents or if ill even be able to get diagnosed,, plus ive got a TON of shit with my family going on,,, my dad lives in a different state but there's a LOT going on with him which stresses me out,,a lot.

OH one last thing -- i learned to crochet!!! i learned with,,, disordered intentions (i thought if i learn to crochet i will be using my hands more so it will be easier to not eat) but i love it SO SO much, I'll probably be posting a lot abt crochet now because its like,, all i do lmaoo

anyway, thats all ive got for now i think -- hopefully i wont just disappeared again (even though nobody actually reads this-) but if you are reading, thank u so much for actually caring enough to read all of my rambles <3

[lcec0ldheart]

Random OC stuff of the day #3: New OC! Enter Crimson Starius! And some backstory!

So, I missed two days. This is supposed to be a daily thing. But it was my sister’s birthday on the 20th, and we celebrated it until halfway through the 21st, so I was dead tired. I’ll try to post two oc stuff in one day at some point to recover lost time, but i am excusing myself once bc it was my sister’s birthday lol. Have a BIG post to make up for this? Its pretty late but i got forced to cook not my fault

Anyways, new OC! I know it’s really soon but oh well fkrlgkrjejjrjd

I suddenly got the idea (for what he looks like, Violet having a brother has been in the back of my mind for a while even before her redesign) while doodling stuff, and so I made a quick scribble of him before actually drawing him at school. Surprisingly enough, I was able to start and finish him. Here is Crimson!

Crimson is an 11 year old kid, the younger brother of Violet! The “Sun” to Violet’s “Moon”!

A charismatic, chaotic, fun and bold kid that wants to enjoy himself and make some friends. He’s quite clever, cunning, funny, and is perceptive and likes to share with people. Also very creative and a bit crazy, he’s interesting to be around.

Although he tries not to show it, he’s also pretty emotional, and he’s a bit self conscious of what others think, wanting some attention. Despite this, he’s still a fun, nice and sweet kid who makes mistakes at times. Can be read as selfish, but it’s usually by accident and he’ll do something to make up for it. Shy around new people but that doesnt last long

Somewhat hyperactive and struggles to sit still, and gets bored easily, but he’s really good at being entertaining and enjoyable. He’ll try crazy ideas even if he’s been told it wont end well, and he’s relatively confident in himself, but still wants some validation. He’ll invite a friend to whatever he’s doing, as he wants to make sure they’re enjoying themself too. More relaxed, and kinda goofy.

He draws pretty well for his age (Certainly better than I did LOL), learning how to draw with Violet’s help. A good leader, and smart for his age, notable when he’s around other kids. Relatively mature and knows the most unexpected things (He and Violet share weird fun facts with each other. Sometimes, my irl brother will tell me something he shouldn’t have learned until high school. He’s a great kid, but he scares me sometimes…)

Since he’s so young, he doesn’t really fight (thank goodness although he’s weirdly strong for his age and tall…), but he likes playing with fire, and unfortunately Violet can’t really discourage him due to him being fire immune somehow. I guess he had to pick up some kind of weird trait from her, lol. If he had to use a weapon though, 100% would be a hammer. My IRL brother is having so much fun with the inflated comically oversized one we have.

(Hey guys, it’s Crimson IRL!)

Crimson and Violet’s sibling dynamic is pretty interesting to me. Due to how he and Violet was left on her own without parents when she was 13 (About a year and half has passed since that happened), they’re very close, sticking together no matter what happens. Sometimes they talk like friends the same age bantering with each other (No joke my brother is crazy smart 75% of the time we talk to each other like we’re twins, and he’s NINE), other times they have a younger brother-older sister dynamic, but Violet’s the one that’s been taking care of him. No idea how she manages to get through it all, but she’s the one who makes sure he’s fed, clothed, has somewhere to sleep, making sure he’s happy, helping him whenever he needs it, and is cared for. Give Violet a “sister of the year” award because MAN i couldn’t imagine managing that at 13 no less

Fortunately, eventually the two get some sort of support system (With Violet getting some friends MAYBE found family…) and they have their older (I’ll introduce her eventually but i haven’t introduced her yet. Maybe i will for lesbian visibility week though) cousin, who is sadly pretty far away and busy, but still tries to help, being the one to buy their living space and giving Violet quite a bit of money to make sure the two can live on their own without having to work or worry. Also gives her advice.

As for how they’re managing to live on their own, they’re doing fine. Because of the fact they’re on their own, they’ve adjusted their living to what fits them best. It’s not all that bad. Still stressful for Violet though

Crimson usually attends online live classes on his laptop (They both have laptops they use for personal and school reasons), and he’s actually taking advanced classes, doing quite well in school. (He still needs to pay more attention sometimes though.) Sometimes he needs help, but he knows what to do for the most part, and if not he’ll ask Violet at some point during the day.

Violet does her school work remotely, not on live classes, but that allows her to go however fast she wants to on her school courses. It also lets her manage her own schedule which is good because the only thing holding her back as a kid in school was having to follow everyone else’s schedule.

Her sleep schedule is naturally fucked up (I swear she’s like some sort of nocturnal creature lmao) and was a bit of an issue when she couldn’t get to sleep all night and got sleepy while in class. But since online courses don’t have that problem, she can sleep whenever the hell she wants! Which is why she’s usually sleeping when other kids are in school lol. Crimson is normal (ish) in the case that he wakes up at the crack of dawn, so usually around 6 AM. Violet is quite book smart. Due to her being able to do assignments wherever and whenever she wants (assuming she meets deadlines), she is zooming through highschool. I imagine the story with Frost, Pyrite and Violet would take place around the summer, so after that she’d be starting courses most people wouldn’t get to until junior year, despite only being 14 and half. 2 grades ahead basically

You’d think that one of them being awake half the time the other is asleep would cause problems, but for the most part it doesn’t. They still eat at least 2 meals a day at the same time, just that for one of them it’s breakfast and for the other its dinner lol. Usually when Violet makes her own lunch (which she has at like 12 am lmao) she’ll have a second plate made, and put it in the fridge to leave for Crimson when he’ll have his own lunch since she’ll be asleep at the time. Though Crimson is learning how to cook too, as he wants to make his own food as well, so that won’t be necessary soon!

While Violet and Crimson don’t judge each other much, they still think some of the things the other does is weird. Like Crimson sometimes goes on rambles and rants talking to himself or the wall about practically anything. It’s like he’s a chronically recording youtuber. Violet isn’t really bothered by this, she just finds it entertaining and kinda funny, and talks back if she has something to add. Crimson also tends to pace around the room a lot. He fidgets if he’s sitting in place, and gets kinda restless assuming he’s not being stimulated in some way, so usually if she sees him doing that she’ll find something for him to fidget with (He might just go find like a wrench to twist himself) but she doesnt think its weird or anything

Crimson might ask Violet a question if he sees her doing something not normal (Like using her telekinesis), but assuming she answers he’ll just take it and be like “Oh cool” and maybe ask her to participate in one of his schemes if her powers end up being useful for it. He thinks the purple markings and nails and glowy eyes is normal bc Violet is his standard for what a person should look like LOL (This is why he doesn’t ask why it’s so difficult for her to sleep like a normal person, or why she’ll manage to infodump about something for hours, or how sounds seem louder to her, or why she gets fixated on specific things, because she’s the person he knows the most, so it feels normal to him. and even if he knows otherwise he doesn’t mind)

Overall, they’re very close, and kinda learned how to socialize by talking to each other lol thats why both of them aren’t too good at talking to normal people. The two will stick together and support each other no matter what. Sometimes they have issues or bicker, but they geninuely love each other (Crimson doesn't say it as much but he ends up conveying that by his actions.) I call them the Sun and Moon duo!

Uh I don’t know what else to put here, but that’s another ramble from me that got super off topic lol. Goodnight guys, hope your day is going well, yuh