#just to see that I can

[soft-persephone]

Would anyone be interested in monster!daughter & Miguel O’Hara?

Trigger Warning: Mentions of blood, flesh eating, gore. (Nothing too extreme. I am not a horror expert or fan. But for this I’m willing to dabble)

I’ve read so many fics and fan art depict Miguel as some feral brown monster man thing, like references to chains and muzzle or straight up having a line in a fic where he will be “growling animalisgicly” or “crouching like a beast.”

All of this has lead to a very not good time.

But I’ve been churning it around in my head.

I’ve created this girl who was experimented on against her will, she’s saved by Jess and they’ve been friends ever since. She has a mother, but now Jess is like another mother figure, and almost an aunt, and Jess becomes an honorary member of their little family.

But it is as sweet as it is a decision made out of a necessity in Jess’s opinion.

The incident has left her with several side effects and urges she can’t control on her own. Their are periods where her mind shifts to instinct mode and not a normal human being and it terrifies her.

She wants to do.. things.. unspeakable things. She has to fight the urge to bite people. Sometimes it’s out of love, sometimes she has to feel their flesh muddle in her mouth, the taunt skin snapping in her her teeth as it rips into their flesh. She wants to hear the crackling sound of bone pricking her ears as they snap in her jaws.

Just to feel something…

Things sound too loud, smell too strong, the light hurts her eyes and when it gets really bad, the fangs force themselves out her gums, and her mouth bleeds when each one slowly surface.

There could be more changes, more things, but she doesn’t know what they are yet. She is too afraid of letting it go that far and what she might do.

But luckily, ever since Jess saved her life, she knows there is one solution. When Jess or someone she truly trusts us around, the world doesn’t sound so loud, the pain in her mouth and the light seeking into her eyes don’t matter.

But one day Jess can’t get to her in time on her own and Miguel ends up there with her.

Now he knows why Jess was never intimated by him. Why she would always tease about being able to handle him.

Because this seemingly normal girl may have the same if not more strength in her body than he has, from the way the bed creaks as you grip the sheets in pain forcing a seemingly inevitable transformation from taking place by sheer will alone.

Jess places a hand on the girl’s back and the muscles in her thighs relax, the death grip she has to stay in bed relax, the growls in her throat subside, and the rise and fall of her chest slows down into a regular rhythm.

“…Jess.” She relents.

Jess maneuvers her into a firm but gentle embrace, and by some silent prayer, you let her.

The fangs diss spear, the wild look in your eye subdues, and you fall into her hug willingly.

Miguel’s guilt in life has always clawed at his own mind, and after that forced injection that made him what he was and the ways he’s hurt people he has only thought of himself as such a thing, but to be confronted with it in the form of another?

A child too…

And then one day Jess can’t make it so she sends him.

But he only makes things worse. He knew he would.

His presence makes you tense, her fangs become more pronounced, and he sees they are thick, fat, with sharp tips. In comparison to the slender canines that hold poison in his mouth.

She immediately lunge at him and he has to pin her down.

She see him as a threat, and he can’t say your exactly wrong about that. He is a threat.

He does hurt people and your better off if he stays away and you never see him again.

He was a risk, and she was a child.

But he was a geneticist. He could do something about this. Probably save you in a way he cousins save himself. What was injected into him to kill him, had become his own reluctant salvation. But that didn’t have to be the same for you.

He couldn’t let something like this ruin a poor girls life. He wouldn’t.

He decides to watch over her from the shadows. He was only asking to be polite anyway. This was more important than formalities.

He takes some of her blood when she’s sleeping, a few stray curls of her hair from a brush, a cotton swab of her cheak.

Thankfully, she was a heavy sleeper.

Eventually, she let him close.

“What’s wrong? I thought hanging with your friends makes you feel better?”

“They think your my sugar daddy and Meena’s already been telling a whole bunch of people.”

Miguel swears under his breath and has to fight the urge to smatter the car window with his fist or show his temper.

“Well, if it’s just a rumor, it’ll die soon. Just wait it out and keep your head up.”

“If you say so..” she frowns and puts her headphones on.

It gets worse.. so much worse…

And now he’s sitting in front of Jess and Your mother without a good explanation to how he became a part of this young girls life.

“You approached her in a library and dragged her into your car to parade her around town?” Her mother screamed.

“No! I just waited until she was alone, so I could explain to her who I am and how I know Jess! I wanted to help her!”

“You watched and cornered her until she was alone and swooped in to get close to her? Because you saw how vulnerable she is!”

“No!”

“I’m calling Jess!” She bit out. “Don’t you dare move or I swear I’ll kill you before she gets here!”

“Mom, he’s not lying—“

“—not a word from you! Go to your room!”

He fucked up.

Jess did not hesitate to tell him as much.

They told him to stay away.

He did what they said.

Maybe it was for the best.

“Why did you let them say all those things about them that you new weren’t true!” You were at his apartment.

How the fuck did you manage to get to his apartment? He was back on 2099.

“What are you doing here?”

“Why didn’t you come to campus with me like I asked and set the record straight? Why don’t you stand up for yourself? You…”

Her voice cracked and her lip was quivering.

His chest swelled and his heart beat faster than he ever felt before.

Why were telling him this? Why did you care so much.

It reminded him so much of.. of a person from a long time ago.

Who would berate him just as much when he was younger for being bullied. Who would stay by his side no matter how fucked up he was it what fucked up things he did.

It him like a truck.

He realized now why this child meant so much to him.

Why he wanted to be around her so bad. Who she reminded him of. What she represented.

Would his daughter with her have been like this? Would she have wanted a girl or children at all? If he showed her this lost poor would, would she care as much about this little girl as he did?

He opened the door and let her in, not saying a word.

He fixed her some tea and turned off the lights. He took his time and found a soft record to let meddle in the background. He wrapped her in a blanket.

She soon relaxed and settled into his chest, sleeping for the night.

She was nothing like him. No part of her was.

But she saw something in him that was.

He thought it was only the fangs, his size, and the unnatural strength in each fiber of his muscles.

But now he knows it was so much more, and it scared him.

It scared him as much as being a boyfriend did, as being a partner, lover friend…. Brother.

He was scared to be a father, especially a son.

But now he had a daughter, and she was the scariest.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Knowledge Revenge.

[feefal]

Physically pains me to work on bigger pieces because my nut sized brain hates stuff that takes longer than a day (but I think miss dead merm over here will be worth it)

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[perrieedwards]

i feel like people are skimming over the uk riots in a way that makes me want to tear my hair out. muslims in the uk are in active danger. immigrants in the uk are in active danger. refugees in the uk are in active danger. people of colour in the uk are in active danger. asian communities in the uk are in active danger. black communities in the uk are in active danger.

there are massive far right riots throughout the country right now and people like fucking elon musk and nigel farage are inciting it and still have a platform to speak. people have used three young girls deaths, people's genuine grief in southport, to try and gain traction for their own racist bullshit and it's working.

a lot of refugee charities have been forced to close leaving many people without support, homes, funding, food, etc. if you aren't able to donate please consider sending a message via the conversation over borders campaign! it will send a hopeful, welcoming letter to a refugee in the uk. there is also a guide to staying safe here.

please do your own research and donate to refugee charities, anti-islamophobia charities, mosques who are trying to rebuild after being destroyed, counter protesters, here are some i've heard positive things about but the list is extensive; southport strong together (support for the southport victims and their families), southport mosque rebuilding, riot repair fund, middlesbrough vulnerable residents, nasir mosque rebuilding, hull help for refugees, bristol welcomes migrants,

[ideas-ideasideasideas]

Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.

Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.

Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.

Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?

The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—

What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.

(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)

[fanaticalthings]

Bruce Wayne except he texts like an ominous boomer

wdym you can't tell if he's threatening them?

Based on this post by @mysterycitrus :)

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Happy birthday, Tim 🥰

[adriles]

they are Cancelling me for dealing with my grief as best i can . also for the vicious war Crimes

[hinamie]

10 years later

[platoapproved]

What was that you said about memory? "A monster," was it?

[otto-doctavius]

Logan and Mary Puppins are so “dad and the dog he said he didn’t want” coded. He was acting disgusted by that dog for 90% of the movie, then when they were going to fight the Deadpools that almost baby-talk “You won’t wanna see this, bub.” slipped out. Then ofc there’s the bit at the end when they’re all at the table and he’s just sitting there playing with her ears and laughing as he makes her high-five Laura. I see you, mr “she is NOT coming with us”. You like that nasty little dog

[crow-enthusiast]

hey there’s something i haven’t seen people talking about in deadpool and wolverine

in the car fight the blood on logan’s face in this frame is from wades wounds above him. he’s smiling like that as wades blood drips into his mouth… which could mean nothing

[possessable]

Hello i'm a normal person here's some stuff i drew to illustrate different traits different "person getting controlled" tropes can have

edit: obligatory possession shorthand code link because people seem to be using this like the possession code but just. without the code part

edit: DO NOT BE HORNY ON MY POST 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

[clarisimart]

you haven't seen your ex in years and you want to show him how over him you are, but oh no, he went from a nerdy out-of-his-depth twunk to action hero GILF (grunkle i'd like to *REDACTED*)

commission info here

[mynnthia]

was talking with a friend about how some of dunmeshi fаndom misunderstands kabru's initial feelings towards laios.

to sum up kabru's situation via a self-contained modernized metaphor:

kabru is like a guy who lost his entire family in a highly traumatic car accident. years later he joins a discord server and takes note of laios, another server member who seems interesting, so they start chatting. then laios reveals his special interest and favorite movie of all time is David Cronenberg's Crash (1996), and invites kabru to go watch a demolition derby with him

[verflares]

just how long is forever? // not long enough, with you

pssst. check this out on inprnt :]