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#SCREAM AT ME IN TAGS I BEG YOU

glitchdollmemoria · 10 months

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honestly about to go through my villain arc. employers will go on and on about being inclusive of people with disabilities but still require standing for jobs that can be done sitting down, or a job description will say "walking" "on your feet" etc and not specify whether or not wheelchair usage counts for that by their standards. sometimes it feels like wheelchair users are expected to all be geniuses who can afford to go through years of college, as if to make up for our disabilities. it isnt fair and i just fucking want to survive in a world thats stacked against me and people like me

#ok to rb #i dont feel like tagging it though im just. screams into a pillow #sorry for not being professor x. sorry abled people for existing. are you happy #once again i am begging for the government to actually take care of people who arent cut out for helping ceos profit lol #i could do so much for the world if i could just stop worrying about my financial stability #but noooo that doesnt benefit the rich cunts in charge. ok.#genuinely at this point im largely staying alive out of spite #because i KNOW many people would rather ''useless'' people like me just go die #and it is painfully obvious #ableism cw

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werebutch · 2 months

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WSBH chara q’s: (you don’t have to answer all the numbers, just whatever you want to 𖢘)

16/35/51 for Scotch

1/6/55 for Atlas

I LOVE YOU

16. What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?

okay i truly think scotch argues with seraph in his head all the time. ALL the time. scotch largely ignores them, and vice versa, because he dislikes them and they know it. seraph is very conflict avoidant lol, and as long as hes not a "threat" they dont care to talk to him about their problems. he probably argues with atlas and jacob (his older brother) too, atlas about more stupid small stuff, and jacob about childhood and life stuff :p

im trying to think of more general groups he would argue with but i cant come up with anything BAHAH. hes not exactly conflict avoidant in the annoying libra way that seraph is, he more just ignores conflict for his friends’ (mostly atlas’) sake. idk if that makes sense LOL

35. What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?

hmmm.. smallest? i mean scotch strings eloise along for most of the time pre timeskip. its not a main focus but its definitely important in order to understand scotch as a whole. she and scotch go out for a while, and mid way through that he realizes hes GAY gay. lol. and obviously lying to her about that is pretty questionable after a while. especially since he and atlas have been 👉👌 like the whole time. but she kind of knows. well

something a little bigger would be him encouraging or otherwise turning a blind eye to all the weird stuff atlas is up to. he doesn't know what it's like to be a werewolf, he can't say anything, right? lol.... murder is okay if its a talking dog doing it. scotch enabler supreme. actually when seraph is introduced, he and atlas have a 'joke' (kind of starts being real) about luring seraph somewhere to kill them. obviously doesnt happen and gets abandoned. but i think its important to know about their dynamic LOL

51. What’s a phrase they say a lot?

this guy is kind of goofy. i cant think of phrases rn but he has a specific way of speaking.. you could watch pretty much any old pop punk band interview and kind of get the idea. HAHAH

1. What’s the lie your character says most often?

atlas is a big fan of saying 'its fine' for all situations ever. family in mortal danger? its fine. completely splitting? its fine. arthritis excruciating? its fine. hes one of those people that dont like to deal with the fawning of others unless hes feeling real special. Ends up putting people in more danger a lot of the time. i think eloise is the only fan of communication in this friend group to be honest. i should have made her the main character

he tends to make promises he cant keep as well, but thats more general..

6. What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?

i have NO idea. i feel like atlas would be a music snob, so maybe his favorite 'super underground' bands. otherwise he'd probably never recommend raw human meat to another human (no matter how much scotch asks -__-).. (he would chicken out anyway)

55. What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?

um. so atlas hates working out. he especially hates running, you know, the thing that wolves are known for doing a lot of? unfortunately the lycanthropy came with a side effect of pretty bad arthritis, so that doesnt exactly encourage him. he DOES exercise, a lot since hes pretty much required for his ermm "side job", but he hates it 😸 besides the arthritis it’s mostly because I think it’s silly that he hates it. yay

#ummm a lot of what i talk about with my ocs are the character relationships but thats why i write. i like gossip. its fun. LMFAO #im actually having trouble deciding whether i want atlas to be a killer or not. like regularly killing i mean. hes definitely killed SOMEON #im really inspired by ginger snaps and scream. i dont even like scream that much but it reminds me of how they are. lol #scotch and atlas are pretty different but theres two things i see as themes. they both hate communication (and that causes conflict; so mor #avoiding). and the fact that scotch lives vicariously through atlas. atlas is doing #what scotch thinks is interesting. for pretty much the entire time; scotch likes to beg atlas to turn him. i think scotch sees the lack of #control he has over his life and sees lycanthropy as power. arguably thats why scotch is so attracted to atlas. lol #idk. thats not canon. im just thinking out loud here.#and yk it is power but not freedom. atlas would much rather just be a regular wolf. hunting and shit. but hes got these damn people here lo #but he sees what his life is like being a lycanthrope and hes kinda like. no. im not bringing that onto you. you dont know what youre askin #YOU KNOW? its goofy. i know. but its fun. LOL #if you (a general audience you but it can be you too grins) want to talk about scotch's confusion about his attraction to eloise we'd be #here all day. i think scotch is an egg. i dont know. i truly think theres some vicarious living (again) through her femininity.#and el is trans so he doesnt see her femininity as unattainable to him. you know? i hope that makes sense lol and im kind of projecting on #to him wif dat. to be honest. but obviously in the other direction. BWAHAH #asks #eucyon #thank u for da ask jesse this is so fun ^__^ and exciting that someone remembers their names HAH #after all this talking in the tags what I meant to say is that scotch and atlas both have sick intentions. it’s just that scotch doesn’t #act on them. and atlas does. so. living vicariously. ok

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bright-molina · 1 year

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i’m tired of scrolling through the scream tag and finding only ethan landry fics where is all my chad meeks martin content

send me your thoughts about chad and i’ll enable them i SWEAR i need to talk about my best guy right now or i’ll combust

#i’m BEGGING #i miss him #scream #scream 6 #scream vi #chad meeks martin #ethan landry #because if he’s gonna be in the chad tag then i’m putting this in the ethan tag #TO CLARIFY #so no one hates me -#ethan is great he really is #but also…you know

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fireylesbianhell · 1 year

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This World Won't Ever Forget Us

javid AU chapter two electric boogaloo. we get some perspective switch-up. this probably isn't similar to my usual means of writing, and it's not beta'd at all. I'm still working on getting a grasp of these characters, I apologize if they're ooc.

this one took me to hell and back. anyways, ill bitch more in the tags, you may now eat your lukewarm microwave meal of a chapter

as always, inspired by "Bite The Bullet" on ao3

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David Jacobs was a smart guy, this was an undisputed fact. Ask his Mother, Father, Sister, or Brother.

Ask his few drifting 'friends', that, are honestly more like 'odd Acquaintances' or 'pitiful classmates'. Ask any of his proud teachers who liked having a nice boy and star pupil or the begrudging teachers that let who they saw as a smartass and some 'waking mouth' go by with flying colors in their class.

So, if you were to say, ask David Jacobs why he was in a car, going 45 down a highway, hoping, prayin’ that the law wasn’t on their ass, he would simply stare in your face like you were a madman.

Yet, he was the madman in question.

Hearing the car rev again before slowing down, he turned to his fellow escapee.

He looked about his age, give or take possibly a year or two, but he could tell that he didn’t seem the type to have a ‘Just Graduated’ mentality after having just watched him let loose in the rickety old car down the highway after beating up someone for him in an alleyway.

“So…” He started slowly, holding onto his cap that still threatened to fall off his head despite the acceleration of the car being slowed.

“If you’re about to ask if we have any form of a plan, sugar, you’re shit out of luck.” He said exasperatedly. Dave shut his mouth quickly after that. That was, indeed his question- but there was a bit more to it.

“Actually- er, I wanted to know your name.” He said, probably sounding just as exasperated himself as a look of guilty shock briefly traveled on the driver’s face.

“...Jack, um, Kelly. Jack Kelly.” He said, slowly, as if clashing with himself out whether to entrust the information to David.

“David Jacobs, but you already knew most of that.” He said, to clear the air a bit. The car was fully slowed down now, and he let go of his cap.

They sat again in a bit of awkward stillness before David decided that, if he were likely gonna be spending a little while with this guy, he would bite the bullet, and get to know him.

“So, erm..where did you grow up?”

“Rowena, Texas.” He replied flatly.

“Texas? That’s…nice. Why in the hell did you leave Texas for Oklahoma? This place is the worst, y’know.”

“Wasn’t no choice. ‘Pa had to pack it up from Texas due to our farm going up in price he couldn't keep up with. Stopped up here for a bit and then I got myself arrested.”

And that, made David’s heart stop a bit.

Run away with a stranger? Bad. Run away with someone who has a criminal record? To, kindly put it, he was fucked.

“Um…wow…” he said hesitantly.

He watched Jack deflate a bit. “It was petty theft. A bicycle- I was 13.” He said, still wearing that shunned expression yet not sounding remorseful one bit.

This did help Dave’s conscious, if not just a tad. He nodded and said,

“So, no plan, a record consisting of…bike theft, and a car.”

“Stolen car, a gun in the back, and only one destination before I was bound to drop off the face Oklahomama…” Jack rambled out, gripping down the steering wheel, before blinking a moment and sighing.

“Before, you of course,” he said with a near wistful glace if Dave had to truly describe it. Wistful, Scared, And the same blink-and-you-miss-it 'oh, god I'm fucked' look in his eyes.

And if David took note of his rather pretty slightly multi-colored brown-green eyes, that was just for him to know, thank you very much.

David stared back. He was in a car- a stolen car, his brain helpfully supplied to him- with a criminal and a gun, on the run, running where?

He kept that thought aside- he was too busy still looking at an extremely stressed-out-looking Jack starting to babble on once more.

“I tried- to tell ya, I mean. I promise i-i ain’t no crook. Just- trying to get out, like you.” He paused, looking guiltily again before starting up

“I can drive you back. Back to your house, or, hell even that scum stunk diner if you don’t feel safe or nothin-”

Jack Kelly couldn't continue, as he was busier suddenly attempting not to crash a car at the moment-

due to the fact that David Jacobs was currently kissing him.

Jack wasn’t an expert in anything romantic.

He had one ‘girlfriend’ on a nearby farm once, when he was nine, and a few here-and-there crushes. It took one crisis in juvenile detention to take a realizing that, he liked boys just as much as he did gals- he didn't express it too much less someone like his Ma, from those few fragmented memories he had of the woman who left him, who spent every open minute on about God hatin’ the ‘Queers’ and may take it in their head to try and hurt him for it.

Jack knew he had a little thing for the boy who ran away with him in his stolen car, and, to have this boy kissing him like his life depended on it was a real eye-opener, especially while you're supposed to be driving.

Eventually, as if they both remembered humans do need to breathe, and broke apart, Jack's eyes darting to the open road ahead of them and making a sharp turn to the side of the road.

David’s eyes widened as if it had just hit him what he’d done.

Dave started to panic, internally- he just kissed him! Just like that! He didn't pull away sure but- maybe he was shocked? Angry? Maybe he was about to yell at Dave for not asking or he probably didn’t even like guys at all oh god-

Dave’s worries were paused by Jack kissing him this time.

Oh- well, that was a whole lot better than what he initially expected to happen.

Jack pulled them apart and then, sighed, oh so dramatically, that David couldn’t help but laugh himself.

“So..." he started, that exasperation back mixed with a meekness David expected seeing in watching his younger Brother trying to ask a girl out to a dance. Dave simply smiled, giving Jack a patient smile

Jack paused, looking up again. he gained his confidence once more, if only for a second.

"We don’t know each other still anyways, but Davey Jacobs, will you go wherever the hell with me despite my vast and likely growing criminal record?"

If you asked David Jacobs’ parents, siblings, acquaintances, and teachers. or anyone who ‘knew’ him, they would tell you he was obviously smart enough to say hell no.

“I Will.”

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Stepping into the shittest motel he’d ever seen, Dave was really starting to feel the romance. And now the lack of adrenaline that’s been fueling his life-changing choices.

Jack rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

“It’s not perfect, I know- but, once I get another job done, we’re gonna be in the finest homes wherever we wanna be.” He grinned- that grin could bring David’s mind from its encyclopedic likes to nothing in an instant, yet somehow make him want to write the sappiest most romantic stuff he could ever dream of.

Dave nodded and let him talk to the clerk, requesting the one-bedroom and getting by with an odd look, and thankfully nothing else. The man didn’t seem an uptight kind, god knows what happens here at his motel, and by the looks of the place, David was sure that two guys who may be queer were the least of his concerns.

He and Jack made their retreat up, and when they got there Dave Collapsed backward onto the bed while Jack dropped a few things to the little shoddily built wood table beside them.

Dave looked up seeing the car keys, Jack's handgun, and a few papers on top of an open map.

“What’s that?” He asked, scooting over to see a few things marked down on the map half-covered by newspaper clippings and addresses, and a few notes in piss-poor handwriting from odd names like "Race" and "Specs"

“Places I need to be or have scouted out.” He said stoically, before smiling and grabbing his hand suddenly.

Jack pulled him over and put a pencil in Davey's hand and wrapped his arms around his shoulders with a giddy little smile.

“Well? Anywhere you want babe. The world is ours the second I get those jobs done and then some. Any Job, Home, Earnin' you can think of.” he smiled, taking a step back and letting Davey have full control now.

This was new.

David Jacobs could finally help call the shots. Be dangerous, Be wild, and kill off that clean-cut plastic mold of a person he had to be, the person that drove him to the madness that got him to jump in that car this morning.

Ever since he was a kid there was almost always something he had to take care of. He had to help his father out constantly after the accident and relies on Dave to help him with his job. If Sara was unable to help their mother, Dave could do it with no problem. keep up with the chores, do the schoolwork, and help with his parent's work and his sister's work.

Then in school, his intellectual ability was immediately turned against him by others. Got a project with David Jacobs? Oh, then you basically don't have to do anything at all! Let brainiac handle it.

Then, Mom & Dad have Les, and David Jacobs becomes the babysitter, helper, worker, cheat sheet, and everything else in between. Every minute of his life became doing things for and taking care of other people.

And now, Tall, Dark, Handsome swoops into his life, and Jack Kelly gives him freedom.

He looked up at Jack with one of the most genuine expressions of happiness he’d ever felt on himself before and looked back down at the map.

He too wanted to see it all, and by god, He & Jack were gonna.

But David Jacobs was a smart guy, who knew they had to start small.

He circled a little theatre right outside Oklahoma City, a nice rich place his family traveled to once.

He had an ally there.

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gem-in-the-horizon · 25 days

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pspsps - can you people send Horizons prompts?

anyone familiar with my writing may know i tend to write fics about Amethio, Friede, Zir and Conia, and i generally do hurt/comfort and fluff. but that's not all i can write! i'm happy to write fics with other Explorers members, too, and more RVT-central fics

if you've read ANY of my work and want to read the same thing but a little to the left, i've got you. i'm also happy writing what-ifs and injury fics, or ships between adult characters if i like it!

the more specific, the better ;v;

#blogging on the blog site #anyone can send an ask. please. the more you send the more likely i am to go wild with one of them #i will be overjoyed if someone sends me like 12 different asks. that's not annoying that will quite literally make my day #this is brought to you by “girl who loves comments on her fics” and being obsessed with horizons #i'm also just begging people to interact with work they like. comment. reblog. SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS!!#liking a post doesn't share your thoughts or opinions. scream in the tags blease. do it. comment on that fic. do it

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isnt-it-pretty · 1 year

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If you're going to write Kaeya as visually impaired I'm begging you to research

I know I'm not the only one who thinks the idea of Kaeya's eye being ultimately fine is bullshit, but I've noticed a common thread among fic authors. Mainly a lack of research and an overuse of harmful cliches.

This post by mimzy-writing-online is the best master post I've ever seen on visual impairment. It includes everything you need to know and can be a fantastic jumping-off point for more detailed research if needed. Please at least read part three on tropes and cliches to avoid because some of the ones included in fics are painful to read.

- signed a visually impaired Kaeya fan

#kaeya alberich #kaeya #genshin impact #ragbros #kaeluc #yes I tagged both because even if I don't read kaeluc I NEED fic authors to read this #genshin impact fics #listen to me I am begging you #if I read one more fic where his eye is cloudy I'm going to SCREAM #my posts

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heraldofcrow · 1 year

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WHY AM I FOREVER CURSED TO FALL MADLY IN LOVE WITH INCREDIBLE JAPANESE ARTISTS THAT DRAW ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECE PORTRAITS OF MY VERY SPECIFIC FAVORITE SOULSBORNE CHARACTERS WITH MY VERY SPECIFIC HEADCANONS AND HAVE TO WATCH THEM CALL THOSE PORTRAITS “DOODLES” AND NEVER POST THEM ANYWHERE BESIDES TWITTER BECAUSE THEY ARE WAY TOO MODEST TO CONSIDER PROMOTING THEIR “DOODLES” ANYWHERE ELSE EVER FOR ALL TIME. AGH.

#tw: all caps rant #forgive the explosion #i am just in incredible agony #i will NOT repost art without permission or confirmation that the artist allows reposts #so that means i gotta sit here and hope these incredible artists eventually come to tumblr #i try to reach out to all of them but my notes and dms just get lost #guys don’t you understand i don’t want to just retweet #i hate twitter #i wanna reblog your art and scream in the tags like a beast-possessed maniac #i am not normal about art #and tumblr lets me be that way #please let me go insane over your art i am begging you #*sobs*#art #soulsborne #CrowNotes

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