#to troubling degrees

[mha-platonic-yanderes]

Yandere platonic shotuo and his siblings for izuku please

It was Shoto that latched on first.

Obviously, how else would the others even know Izuku? No, he saw how Izuku was destroying himself for him. He saw a kid that wanted to help so bad and a kid who needed to lie about his true life like he did. He saw himself in Izuku. Brighter, happier, but someone who needed to help. Someone who had an obligation to help, so kids didn't turn out like he did. He had a drive to change the world and he started with Shoto and Shoto is going to repay him in kind, whether he wants him to or not.

And, that meant that they were together all of the time. You literally can't see Izuku without Shoto. They're latched at the hip. No, Shoto has moreso wrapped himself around Izuku's arm and has yet to let go. Circling like a snake about to eat its prey, but stopping short of devouring the poor boy.

Though, his one mistake is bringing Izuku home.

A sleepover, they've had one mor before, at Izuku's place. But Shoto was taking him into the lion's den. Maybe, if he could see how bad it could be at home, Izuku would show him more sympathy? Maybe he wouldn't get too mad at how clingly Shoto could get. Maybe, he wouldn't mind how all-encompassing he wants to be.

But, he forgot that Fuyumi still lives at home.

She says its for Shoto's benefit, but at the moment, the only thing she's doing now is hurting his friendship with Izuku.

She's asking all these questions? Concernedly fawning over his accomplishments at the Sports Festival. Worrying like she usually does at Shoto. But over all, she's taking his attention away from what truly matters, his best friend Shoto. And Shoto doesn't know if he's ever felt this angry at her.

"I think we're done with dinner."

"Oh Sho," She says, "What's the rush? We're having fun."

"I rented the newest All Might documentary for Izuku." Shoto replies, "It's a bit long. I want to start it now, so we can sleep at a normal time."

"Clearly, you need to get out of the house more." Fuyumi says, "You don't sleep normally at sleepovers. And, older sisters ruin the fun."

"Okay, we can stay up together." Shoto says, "And you've fulfilled your role soon enough."

"Do you want to watch the movie with us, Fuymi?" Izuku laughs to break the tension and Shoto wants to encase his sister in ice so she doesn't get to hear it again.

"Oh I'd love to!" Fuyumi jumps at the opportunity, "I don't know much about All Might, well, except for the times we've interacted at HPSC events, but that was all politics. Can you tell me more about how he truly is? about his heroics?"

Izuku is talking amitedly as they head to the newly installed movie room (Shoto prepared for this day) and he glares at his sister. She's smart, smarter than Shoto gives credit for. But Izuku spends eight hours a day with Izuku for five days a week. She'll never be as important to him as he will be. She'll never be in his life enough to attempt it.

[helyeahmangocheese]

tbh I headcanon percy to eventually land on an environmental science major in college after a lot of experimenting around and not because of his dad but because of *grover* and his belief in finding pan, because of knowing how much the mortal and mythical world have been hurting the earth itself, and because if there's one thing that could convince percy jackson to study, it's justice. plus I think he and annabeth would totally geek out over sustainability as restorative and regenerative design. this is your "build something that lasts" couple. your "ur system is broken fix it rn" couple. if the mythical world EVER left them alone they would 100% be pursuing justice at any other stop they found themselves in anyway

[dumbhirano]

I love how you draw Avery so pathetic (in an adorable way). he is my favorite and there isn’t much about him.

I must confess, I really like characters that are just pathetic grown men (*°▽°*)

[asylumdwellermoved]

YOU! YOU'RE BACK! (you probably don't remember me we only talked, like, once, but hello xjbx)

ANYWAY UM UH what about a reader/PC seducing* Harper and getting more than what they asked for

* (could be intentional or could be Harper going "they are CLEARLY looking at me like that because they want something, yeah?")

(I REMEMBER YOU YOUR BLOG IS ONE OF MY FAVS TO LURK ON

leaning somewhat into the second option bc i love the contrast of manipulative freaks being equally delusional <3

gn!reader, gn!harper, dub/noncon)

"So, how have you been feeling?"

A newfound hesitance replaces your usual quickness to answer. You watch the bright eyes in front of you shift, possibly noticing a dullness in them that you hadn't before. Before you can wonder if it's your mind playing tricks on you, you clear your throat and smile.

"Good...! Been doing a little better lately..."

The doctor smiles back at you, clasping their hands together. "I'm glad! I assume you've been doing those techniques I gave you last week?"

You nod, trying to let the rumors swimming in your head fade to just the back of your mind as you automatically respond to their questions.

You had been seeing Dr. Harper on Fridays for a good few weeks now. Up until recently, you had been perfectly comfortable. It was nice having someone to talk to, even if they were just doing their job. You have absolutely no memory of anything bad happening in any of your sessions. It was only when you had mentioned your recent help to Sydney and saw their skin bristle and received a vague warning in response that you started to worry. Mickey remarking on the doctor's "problems" not long after definitely didn't help. You knew how dangerous this town could be, and you definitely didn't want to be on the bad side of anyone holding your physical well being above your head.

"And that recent spat with that person at your school that you told me about last week? How did that go?"

"Ah, well... they put out a cigarette on me yesterday, so I kind of feel like it's a lost cause..."

If you just... suck up to them it should be fine, right? They seem at least somewhat reasonable. Bat your eyes at them and butter them up a little, and you should be airtight.

Their eyebrows furrow in concern. "Can I see the wound?"

You nod, hesitantly unbuttoning the top of your shirt to give easier access to the burn on your collarbone.

"A few more, please? I'm going to wipe it down and apply some vitamin E gel so that it heals a bit better, I need a little more space."

You oblige, trying not to look bothered, the collar of your shirt now draping over your shoulder. They get to work on gently cleaning your wound. You choose your next words carefully.

"Hey, Dr. Harper..." You don't realize how close they are until you feel the heat of your own breath coming back onto you when you speak.

"Hm?"

"Thanks for everything. Really. I've been doing a lot better lately, and I couldn't have got here without you."

A smile crosses their lips and they hum in contentment. "You're very sweet."

"I appreciate it a lot. At this point, I don't know what I'd do without you..."

You wince a little as that last part comes out, worried you'd be pushing things. You see the look in their eyes change and you freeze. They turn their formerly fixed gaze to your face. It looks almost like it flipped some sort of switch in them.

"I'm very glad to hear that."

You flinch from the feeling of the cold gel on your skin.

"You know, just between us... You're my favorite patient."

You double take.

"A-Am I really?" You feign a smile at their strange remark.

They light up at your reaction. "Yes, really. I'm happy that the feeling's mutual."

Wait... what?

You stiffen a bit, unsure what to say. You notice that their hand is ghosting further and further from the blistering as they touch your skin. And did another button come loose?

"That said, you can come to me for anything. When you're hurt, when you're anxious, when you're upset, when you're... flustered..."

They've gotten closer. The faint hospital smell on their clothes mixed with a slight unplaceable scent feels near suffocating now. When you feel their fingers twitch a bit you notice their hands haven't left your skin.

Ah. So this is what they meant. Not the Bailey kind of scary. Something entirely different.

They hesitate for a second, but waste no time in pressing their lips against yours, pulling you into them and quickly darting their tongue out, trying to force it in. You suddenly feel smothered at the feeling of what control you had being pulled out from under you.

"Dr. Harper-...!"

They pull back, shuddering at the sound of their name on your lips before putting a hand between your legs, a heavy heat of their own pressing against your thigh, grinding softly.

"If I knew I could do this while you were lucid, I would've a long time ago..." They give a breathless giggle like it was some sort of joke, looking straight at you but showing no recognition of the horror on your face.

The look softens as you start to squirm at their touch, watching their eyes flick to your lips again when a gasp slips out. They lean in again, peppering soft, closed-mouth kisses against your lips like they weren't slipping their fingers beneath your clothes to try to get you off at the same time.

"Shhh, I need you to stay quiet for me... Don't worry, when I make sure we have some time all to ourselves soon you can be as loud as you want..." They coo at you almost like they're consoling a child.

The pleasure-induced haze in your brain keeps you from dwelling on what they mean as they keep teasing you, playing with one of your nipples through your open shirt and closely watching your reactions as they pant and moan against your ear. Unable to stop from eventually reaching your peak, you writhe against them helplessly, unconsciously bucking into their hand. A shaky gasp escapes their throat and you notice a warm, wet patch had grown on the fabric against your thigh. Your stomach turns a bit.

They lock their lips with yours again, breathing heavy through their nose, only pulling away when it starts to slow. They stare at you in what looks like a strange sort of... adoration? As they bring their fingers to their lips, slowly dragging their tongue through the mess you made. Their glazed over, half lidded eyes widen a bit when they look at the clock. "Ah- I didn't even notice the time."

They walk back to their desk, nonchalantly sitting back down, rifling through their papers before pulling a pen out. The second you get the chance, you walk out on shaky legs without saying a word.

"Client exhibiting potentially self-endangering behavior. Institutionalize at next availability."

[goblingardens]

an old Milo appreciation sketch from when I caught up with c3!

I love them sm

[asylumdweller]

harper rehab failed (again), sorry 💔

(m!harper, gn reader, yandere, vague dubcon, vague somno[?] short kinda fluffy blurb about having a little cuddle with harper to sleep)

You were getting increasingly frustrated with your trouble sleeping as of late.

Who could blame you? Being assaulted over and over and over would have such an effect on someone over time. Gut-wrenching unplaceable paranoia, replays of the events in your head keeping you from even wanting to close your eyes.

And so you wince as you propose your request for Doctor Harper to keep you close company as you sleep. You were unsure if it'd be too far.

Quite the opposite. He smiled warmly at you when the words left your mouth, as if it wasn't the slightest bit strange. How could he refuse? He'd make an excuse to give to his colleagues later about why he's falling behind. Something about your insomnia being a detriment to your health, and you needing special care.

And that's how you ended up like this. Held close up against the doctor's chest. His steady breath ever so slightly audible to you in the quiet of the wardroom. His fingers gently and lovingly stroking your hair, his heart admittedly fluttering in his chest at having you close to him like this. So precious, so vulnerable... He watches your sleeping face, taking in the way you shift a little. He wraps his arms around you a bit tighter, burying his nose in your hair and deeply breathing you in, savoring your perfect frame against his. He'd be more than happy to do this every night for you. He doesn't know how long it will take until you feel safe sleeping alone again, but he couldn't imagine it being enough. He idly presses a soft kiss to your forehead, eyes half lidded and staring straight ahead as his mind starts to drift towards some way he could keep you like this. Hypnosis, prescribing a cocktail of medications known to induce night terrors, putting it under the guise of some sort of therapy... He'd figure that all out eventually. As for now, he's noticed he couldn't help but get hard with your body pressed up against him. You'd have to forgive him if you happened to wake up around now. He's sure you would, if you really needed him so badly to begin with.

[sunmoontruth-stiles]

I need a completely rewritten teen wolf series with Derek Hale as the main character. I think it would heal me.

[aberrant-angel]

they say beggars can't be choosers but no, sorry, it still really irks me that (non-mocking) transfem representation in media almost only ever exists on the condition that the character not just pass as a cis woman but in fact embodies a sort of exaggeratedly hyper-feminine patriarchal ideal of womanhood.

i like Bridget fanart and whatever as much as the next trans girl but i can't help but feel a bitterness at the implicit (although often unintended) message of the widespread prevalence of these types of characters: "we make the compromise that you are allowed to exist as long as you appeal to the average heterosexual man. as long as you don't look like a tranny." you even see this in characters designed by transfems, it's such an insidiously deep-rooted idea in our culture.

i look at all these transfem characters and yet so so rarely do i ever see anything even close to resembling myself reflected back.

[frnkiebby]

I have just decided to keep sending asks because you're too cool and nice

have some franks

that last one is my vision fr

f r o g g y

pls i don’t want you getting yourself in trouble for interacting with me okay?? 😭😭

that being said— LeATHERMØUTH FRANKIE MY BELOVED~🎃

[risingsunresistance]

[cybertron-smash-or-pass]

Beast Wars Rampage

[cytharat]

Nonkul Chanon as YANG YU in Oh No! Here Comes Trouble

[dick-bandit]

i am a whitney enjoyer but he is by far the most clown shoes character in the entire game. like in my experience he stops being a real threat after maybe the first month of the game and after that he is just getting curbstomped left and right. and he'll still be out here like remember who owns you like lol ok whatever helps you sleep at night my guy. he's so silly. i want to push him into a well.

[dailyweezer]

Day 30: Midnight Crew!!!!

(Anonymous request)

[asimpleram]

@theowlseye was talking about genderbent big boss and I was suddenly obsessed with the idea “well wouldn’t she just purposefully be looking like the boss then?” And then ran with it

[moregraceful]

situations need to stop happening to me

if you're like, kasper is posting a lot of cringe tonight i bet he went to a psychologically damaging meeting today. you are correct. someone invited me to a two day "seminar" to learn about congregational care and i was like yeah that sounds like a good tool to have in my toolkit ig. could always use more education about how to listen to people. went to the thingy and they were like. sike this is actually an entire ministry certification. no this is not clinical pastoral education but you will probably be functioning like you have that training so don't fuck up. btw this means your church can and will funnel all their congregational care through you and your team so i hope you are prepared to hear people going through the worst grief of their lives. yes you do have to create this ministry at your church because we trained you for free. do you have questions <3 MORE OF A COMMENT THAN A QUESTION BUT IS IT ETHICAL FOR ME TO BE IN THIS POSITION OF POWER WITHOUT CLINICAL TRAINING? have you prayed today <3 NO!!!!!!!! it's always so amazing how many situations i get into just by being stupid.