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As someone with siblings a part of me dies inside whenever someone calls a sibling relationship "abusive" simply because one of them is being a little bit mean or overprotective.
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Anyways if twisted wonderland ever ever ever EVER gets a live action adaptation for whatever reason, it would NEED to be a musical. It has to be a musical there's no other option. No other option.
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I think most of my problems would be solved if I was a small wounded animal dying on the forest floor and some other animal dragged me back to their den and nursed me back to health in some weird animal way idk and now we are friends and hunt together and will die together
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If I were a goddess in ancient times I would make all the people I don't like fight to the death and the winner gets the privilege of being killed by me personally
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https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.infinitycow.eplay
No thanks
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Dear people in space movies:
Maybe if you stop naming your missions and spacecrafts after people who famously died and/or failed their tasks, maybe you'd stop dying and/or failing your tasks
Just a suggestion.
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One more tomorrow, with you.
Hi. Sorry if this isn't good, it's 4 in the morning.
Warning(s): None really. This isn't yandere, and there's not really any other content I feel needs a warning. It is a bit angsty though.
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Isn't it fun?
Being friends with one of the scariest people in the school had its benefits. Nobody dared mess with you, because they knew what he would do to them.
Why is Floyd so nice to you? You'd never know.
Especially not with how everything turned out.
"(Y/N)!" Some faceless classmate called your name. "I was wondering if I could practice a spell on you?"
"Oh... sure, I guess." You were unsure. You didn't want this, but you couldn't say no for some reason. Perhaps it was fate?
"Thanks. It's nothing too bad, don't worry. It's just a very simple, and very weak, time travel spell." Your classmate explained. "It'll send you one minute into the future. You'll be a bit disoriented, but nothing too bad will happen."
One minute...
A lot can happen in only one minute.
"...alright, do it."
You didn't want to agree. You felt like something was going to go wrong... but, you couldn't stop yourself from agreeing.
Your classmate pointed their magic pen at you... but just at that moment-
"Heyyyyy, what's going on here~?" A very familiar voice chimed in, as a certain someone placed his hands on your shoulders. "You threatening my little cleaner shrimp here??"
"Ah, no, don't worry, Floyd." You told him. "It's nothing major, he's just gonna test out a spell on me."
"Mmmmhh... well, it's probably nothin' good, knowing how people like to treat you... whatever you do to 'em, you do to me, alright?" Floyd asked, trying to threaten your classmate.
Floyd's threat probably worked... which could have been why your classmate messed up so severely.
They were worried about messing up. Worrying about messing up leads to concentrating on the spell even more, perhaps accidentally making it more powerful...
The spell was only supposed to send you one minute in the future, and yet...
When the light cleared...
Nothing was there anymore.
You and Floyd were met with a wasteland.
Crumbly old rocks were all around... perhaps the ruins of what was once NRC.
"...where the hell are we-?"
You remember Floyd was confused. You were too, obviously, you were only meant to find yourself one minute in the future, not... whenever you are now.
You were both panicked and confused, of course... everything (and presumably everyone) you ever knew was just... gone.
...
Floyd helped you through it.
Oh, Floyd... he either didn't care at all, or was simply very good at hiding his emotions.
On the incredibly rare occasion that he did open up to you... you were there for him, like he was for you. Or at least, you'd like to think you were.
It's a strange thing, knowing you'll be the last person to ever do something.
It's like when you throw a rock into the ocean. You don't think about it for the most part... but then, every now and again, you'll look at that rock you're about to throw... and you'll realize you're probably the last human who will ever see that rock. But then, you throw it anyways... because at the end of the day, it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter that you're the last person to walk on this world.
You made footsteps in the sand with him as you two walked through the endless wasteland, through a strange field of gigantic stone spikes...
As you walked through this field... through this wasteland... it was hard to stay alive.
There wasn't any food around, and there wasn't any water...
Floyd would one day revert and suffocate, and you would one day starve.
There wasn't anything the two of you could do about it... but that was okay. You were at peace with it.
...
Was he?
Was Floyd at peace with it?
You never actually asked him.
Would anything have changed... if you were there for him, just as he was there for you?
Could something have changed?
...probably not.
On that final day, as you succumbed to your starvation, that was the only thing you could properly think about.
Your regrets.
Nothing else, just regrets.
Then, you woke up.
You woke up in a hospital bed.
And that was when you realized you weren't hungry, it didn't hurt to breathe, you weren't subjected to the relentless heat and cold.
None of that ever happened.
None of that ever existed.
...
Floyd never existed.
But if that's true, why do you still feel such regret for not being there for him as he was for you?
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I've had some writing ideas recently so uh........ maybe expect something soon? Hopefully?
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Cater Diamond VS The World
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Listen I love angsty speculation and headcanons as much as the next person but sometimes it is just not that deep 😭
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I can't believe I'm cursed to forever accept that the most beautiful stars I've ever seen only existed in a dream and that I will never ever see them again.
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Guys I just chose to not purposefully make myself upset by reading the stupid discourse comments on a post about a thing I really like I'm so proud of myself
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HI‼️🫶
i’m literally obsessed with platonic yandere older brother jade. it’s like i’m getting spoon-fed gold🤭
poor y/n 😭😭 girl can’t catch a BREAK in either timelines
okay hear me out- what do you think would happen if jade almost k words them, like they’re literally on the brink of death but this time notices their struggling slowly stopping and their eyes rolling.
you know how in the og timeline jade was terrified and extremely remorseful (self proclaimed) that he k worded y/n. that he didn’t mean to. so what if he realizes ‘holy shit they’re about to die,’ do you think jade will continue for the bit or do you think he’ll immediately stop once he realizes what almost happened
what if floyd walked in on jade trying to k word y/n, would he stop it?? would he walk in on jade in the act, or would he come in after the fact to a freaking out jade. would floyd save their younger sibling? (i feel like he would and that they secretly both don’t want y/n to die. )
but ofc y/n doesn’t know that, they don’t know that this is some sick joke jade is playing that they’re both somehow in on together.
if y/n does survive i feel like they’ll have a new favorite brother (and it’s not jade)
there’s so many way this scenario can go and i think that’s what’s fun about it
i just wanted to share some thoughts cause i’m currently brain rotting about this😩😩
KEEP UP THE KILLER WORK‼️‼️ (haha get it)
Oh wow! Thank youuuu ❤️❤️!!! I haven't thought about those fics in a while, but I'm really glad you liked them so much! I'll answer your questions!
If he were to realize that (Y/N) was about to die while he was choking them, I believe he'd continue doing so, but only point of making them pass out. The moment they're out, he'd stop strangling them and whenever they regain consciousness he'd just tell them "I decided not to kill you for now. Enjoy it for as long as you can." But of course, there's still a fun little chance he'd kill them unintentionally during that. Heh.
If Floyd were to have walked in on Jade strangling (Y/N), he'd probably try to stop it. Probably.
And of course, if (Y/N) were to survive the strangling, they'd definitely have a new favourite brother, and that new favourite would definitely not be the one who tried to kill them.
So yeah, I agree with what you said... maybe I'll write another thing about that sometime. Probably not right now, but it seems fun now that I'm thinking about it again, I just have no idea where else I could go with that story...
Anyways, thanks again and hope you have a good day or night!
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I thought we were over
For my dearest twin, @h3apm3ch4n151m :)
Warning(s): implied murder, yandere/stalker ex reader!! That's right, it's not a yandere character this time, it's you.
Also, Floyd is a teensy bit OOC for this, but there is a reason for it, so please bear with me.
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...three years, four months, seven days, two hours, thirty minutes, five seconds ago.
That's when Floyd broke up with you.
You don't know why. You can't possibly understand why. You were perfect for him, you still are!
Let's count the reasons you're perfect for him, shall we?
You love him (obviously!!)
You're able to tolerate his... behaviors.
You help him appear less threatening.
You helped him get his grades to be more consistent.
You helped him with those pesky mood swings.
You love him (again)
You love him (one more time, just to emphasize)
You love him.
You love him, and yet... he abandoned you.
He said you weren't worth his time anymore. He said you were... bad for him.
And just like that, after the two of you being together for so long... he just broke up with you.
...three years, four months, seven days, two hours, thirty-one minutes, ten seconds ago.
You've been keeping track of him ever since.
You just want to make sure he's doing alright, that's all, nothing more!
Recently... he's been... seeing someone.
It makes you sick to even think of him being with someone other than you... especially when they're nowhere near as perfect for him as you were.
They'll just end up hurting him in the end.
Unlike you, his perfect partner.
...the audacity of him. Saying you're "bad for him", what does that even mean? All you ever did was help him and love him to the FULLEST extent. You were around him all the time, you really got to know him and his issues... and you helped him.
How did you help him? That's easy. You simply told him not to speak without your permission- unless of course he was speaking to you... and he listened like the good little boy he is... because he loves you. Even if he's with someone else now, you know deep down he still loves you... and he always will, because you're perfect for him.
You're the perfect match for him and you always will be. Hell, you even chose to never return to your home, because you loved him just that much. Doesn't that show how eternally devoted you are to him? How much you love him?
Why can't he see that?
...
No matter.
He will, soon.
He'll realize soon, that the two of you are meant to be together, forever and always.
All you need to do is pull a few little strings... a few things to set him off like always... and just like that, his new partner will see the ugly side of him. Yelling and fighting... screaming and crying... a storm of emotions nobody in their right mind would want to stay with... nobody except you, of course, because you taught him how to behave himself.
Wait... why haven't they broken up yet...?
That person he's with, did they not fully comprehend what was happening? Do they think that's okay?
Ugh. Regardless of why this new partner of his isn't getting themselves the hell out of that relationship they aren't supposed to be in, the point still stands that you must now take desperate measures. It's the only option!
And that's why you are where you are right now... standing at his back door, covered in blood.
"Shrimpy-?! What are you doing here, why are you covered in blood-?!" He's uncharacteristically freaked out... ah, adorable as always.
"Take me back. You know we're perfect for each other." You tell him the truth. You're the only person good enough for him.
"We broke up three years ago-"
"Three years, four months, nine days, five hours, seven minutes, two seconds ago."
"...creep." He looks... disgusted. "You still haven't told me why you're covered in blood."
"I got rid of what was in the way, that's all."
He seems to get the hint.
"Get the hell off my property and never show your face to me again, Shrimpy."
"You're still calling me that nickname... doesn't that mean, in some way, you still love me-?"
"No, I do that for everyone. It means nothing, and you're delusional to think it ever did."
"But I know there's another name you used to call me, remember? The one I taught you about... the special nickname, just for me..." You laugh to yourself. "I heard you still call me that."
"I-!" He seems a bit freaked out. "That... that doesn't mean anything..." He's always so careful around you, because he knows what you'll do if he isn't... it's cute how scared he is of you, a human.
"Admit it: you still love me, like how I still love you."
"No, I'm not goi-"
"Say it now or you know what will happen."
"...okay... fine... maybe..."
"No, I want to hear you say the words exactly."
He hesitates for a moment.
"...I... still love you, Shrimpy."
"And?"
"And... I'll take you back, and we can... be together... forever."
"That's just what I wanted to hear. Good eel."
And just like that, your life returned to the perfect way it was before...
And Floyd will never slip through your grasp again.
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Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs (2009) is actually an adaptation of Frankenstein no I will not elaborate
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VERY PRETTY. Good art. Good. Pretty. I'd say something more but I have no idea how to compliment art and I am very tired. Very pretty art.
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"Be careful venturing too deep, darling, things aren't always what they seem in the dark..." I remember reading a note in one of the art books that the eels' body is luminescent since they live in the deep sea and I just...went a little out of control again and my victim is Jade.
This was so HARD, I don't draw underwater things, but I think this turned out really nice <3 I especially had fun adding the speckles to Jade's body.
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Dear Strawberry,
I work as an Architect. I'm currently abroad because the project is being worked on somewhere far.
....
And I came back a day ago.
Today is your birthday.
And I would never miss that for the world. No amount of work would equal the day that my beloved was born. So... I booked a flight yesterday and went back here. Back to you.
So, Happy birthday Strawberry.
- From your loving Husband, Jade Leech.
And H3apy ❤️
SKSTTSJRAJSTKRUAKUSRIUS I KNEW IT WAS YOU H3APY LMFAOOO ❤️
But tbh you did do a good job of convincing me it wasn't you (that or I'm just super gullible lol)
Anyways thank you, y'know, for wishing me a happy birthday and all that, plus just doing this in general bc this was fun
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