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manachiichan · 16 days

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Sailing against Fate

(Alabasta Saga)

Synopsis: If you want to survive on this world, you have to lean on to the strongest, to your luck, you somehow ended up with the Strawhats.

Pairing: Strawhat Pirates X Isekaid!Fem!Reader

Pre-Timeskip! This takes place during the Alabasta Arc. I planned on making this into a mini series with other scenarios.

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It has to be a dream...

One moment ago, you were just studying for your college midterms and the next thing you knew, black spots covered your vision causing you to pass out on your desk. Well maybe passing out was your fault since you stayed up for a whole two days straight with nothing but caffeine to keep you energized.

But how did it comes to this?

"Oi...Are you dead?"

A pair of curious eyes poked your form the moment you started to wake up. A somehow familiar face greets you. Tan skin with a noticable scar on the lower left side of his eye and a straw hat. Unlike him, His crew had a look of suspicion as they surround the two of you.

'No way....'

How come you found yourself staring face to face with the Strawhat pirates?!

"What...?"

You can only gawked in shock. There in flesh were Luffy, Sanji, Nami, Zoro, Usopp, Vivi and Chopper. All staring back at you with a mixed of bewilderment and cautiousness.

"Where....Am I...?"

"Hey....Are you okay?! Stop that! Your hurting yourself!"

You questioned yourself, slightly distraughted.

Sweet Chopper got worried seeing how tightly you started gripping your hair with both of your hands. Because of his natural caring nature as a doctor, he immediately approached and grab your hands to stop you from hurting yourself further.

"Nooo! I can't take my exams now!"

Seeing that Vivi and Karoo are with the crew, you concluded that you were transported during the Alabasta arc. With Chopper already being there, that means that they had already been to Drum Island and are now on their way to stop the war brewing in the sand nation.

The Strawhats were somehow nice enough to let you stay with them for a while, although deep down, you knew it was because of seeing you in your most pathetic state.

Well most likely since you're a woman and Sanji is the type of man that will never deny a damsel in distress.

But ofcourse, you didn't want to end up on any of their bad side, and since they allowed you to stay with them, you decided to atleast try to be useful to help around the ship.

Only to find out that you have zero experience in managing a ship. You can't tie knots nor lift heavy equipments, Chopper had to help you out when the Going Merry's cannon accidentally fell on you.

All you could do was learn by observing others do their tasks, respectively.

Zoro was far more suspicious along with Usopp who was wary of you, so you couldn't ask any of them for any pointers. Nami, tried to teach you how to stir the ship but you somehow managed to get off course, so she had to step in, not after yelling at you ofcourse.

As much as Chopper helped you out whenever you were struggling, he was a bit too afraid to actually talk to you. And you like Sanji, but you hate how he treats you like a delicate and fragile glass to the point that he never let you help out whenever he's nearby.

Luffy and Vivi were the only ones who are normal around you. Luffy being somehow curious with your mannerism and weird habits. You were slightly glad that he was still the Luffy you knew in the show.

"Where did you came from, (Name)?"

He would often ask the most random questions about you. And whenever you answer, you could feel the eyes of the crew lingers your form.

"Some where really far away..."

"But I doubt that I can return back..."

You answered honestly. It had been a few days since you got sent into this world and you still don't understand how you managed to get here. You knew that you don't belong here, and without the Strawhats, you would probably be dead by now.

The Grandline is indeed a terrifying place, so you have to do what you must if you want to survive in this world.

Luckily for you, you read a few isekai mangas along with those popular korean manhwas back in your world. So with your One Piece knowledge, you have a slightly advantage of knowing what will happen next. However, you kept silent of that, as you were still trying to figure out what you were suppose to do.

In the world of pirates, a sane person would ask the crew to drop them off to a nearby island, however you were far from sane.

You are in the One Piece universe, how can you miss all those major event, nor miss the opportunity to meet some of your favorite characters.

There were two options for you, To become a pirate or marine. You did considered trying to join the revolutionary army, but you didn't like people bossing you around as you go on missions.

As much as you want to see the adorable Captain Koby as a marine, you weren't that keen to get beatened up by pirates. What if you meet those famous characters of the series, you'll definitely die.

So your only option is to become a pirate, being already on board the Going Merry. Besides, you doubt Luffy will let you go now that he has taken an interest on you, not that you know what he saw on you anyways.

You stayed up a few nights, trying to recall the future events that might happen soon. You wrote them down on a notebook that Nami gave you, not before giving you an interest of paying her back. She was slightly suprised on how you just smiled and told her that you'll somehow find the berries for it.

And now, your habit of not sleeping came back. It's like your studying your notes for an upcoming quiz again. You wrote down everything you remembered regarding the current arc you were in right now.

But first, you have to earn the crew's trusts. So you made a lot of effort to get to know them.

Their personalities were still the same like how it is on the series. There was also somethings that weren't mentioned yet you were able to notice small details while being around them.

Whenever Luffy goes feral at the sight of meat, he would let out small growls when someone approached him. It became noticeable whenever he's really hungry.

You were never a threat, Zoro saw that. You were just a weird helpless woman who somehow just ended up in their ship. Surely he was cautious around you, but seeing how you trip on your own two feet made him rethink of his assumptions that you were a spy sent by baroque works.

"Please...! Teach me how to fight...!"

At your most desperate tone, you plead Zoro to train you. If you have to survive, then you need to learn how to fight.

"Worry not, Mademoiselle! For I shall be there to protect you from those filthy trolls that dares to lay a even a finger on your delicated skin...!"

Sanji straight up told you with hearts on his eyes as he fawn over you having him as your Prince charming on a white horse. You won't learn anything from him.

"Sorry, (Name). I'm not exactly an adept brawler like Sanji, Luffy or Zoro."

"Fighting is not really my expertise. Just ask the guys about it."

Nami and Usopp aren't really much of a fighter, so they wouldn't be able to help that much. And Luffy is out of the question.

"Fighting? Just throw hard punches like this! Oh wait, you can't stretch..."

As much as you like Luffy, his fighting style is a bit too reckless for your liking and you doubt that he can teach you without getting side tracked.

And you can't just ask Vivi, like Nami, she's more of a dictator rather than a fighter. Surely she can fight, but you doubt using whip like weapons is fit for you.

So Zoro was your last hope. Watching anime for as long as you can remember, swords is something you were familiar of and You always wanted to learn how to use a sword, and Zoro being a skilled swordsman could maybe teach you a thing or two to atleast defend yourself.

"If you're asking for my help, you must have a good reason. But why should I help you..?"

Zoro was still wary of you, yet you can see that he was less hostile than he was when you first ended up at Going Merry's deck.

"Unlike any of you guys here, I'm the most vulnerable...! I'll die the moment the Navy or another pirate ship appears!"

Okay, you could have sworn that you sounded and look like another Usopp in his eyes.

"If you're serious about learning to fight, you'll have to prove your dedication. Show me you're worth the effort, and maybe, just maybe, I'll consider teaching you a thing or two."

Zoro was dead serious. But it also look like he's willing to teach you how to weild a sword if your resolve was strong enough.

"I'll do it! I want to learn how to defend myself. I can't rely on you guys all the time."

Seeing him suddenly grin, you knew you were about to experience hell.

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strwbmei · 29 days

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In the spirit of me fucking up my knee, could I request a short thing of Keqing/HSR Bronya princess carrying an injured reader?

~Teeth

(Also heya how’s it going?)

Hello, Teeth!! It's been a while! A lot has happened. Normally I'd say that I hope you've been doing well, but the fucked up knee speaks for itself. Not sure how you hurt your knee exactly or how bad it is, so I apologize if anything written here is medically unsafe/incorrect!

Keqing would go full asian mom style. She'd scold you for being careless, saying things like "I told you to be careful!" and to "stop being so reckless!" while dressing your injury. Her words sting, but you can tell that she cares with how careful she's being with you. Also, she insists on carrying you the same way a few days even after you've recovered. Acts strict, but you can get away with a lot more with her during the time that you're recovering. She'll even let you use her lap as a pillow.

"Ow!" You hiss in pain as Keqing tightens the makeshift bandage around your knee. She glares up at you, eyes full of disappointment and irritation, yet also with a hint of worry that only you could discern. "Well, maybe if someone wasn't being such an idiot..."

"Still, be more gentle! You're dealing with an injured person here, y'know?" You complain, and the other woman rolls her eyes in response. "I'm sure it isn't as bad as you make it out to be if you still have the energy to whine."

Suddenly, Keqing stands up and lifts you into her arms with ease, carrying you bridal style as she starts walking. You yelp in surprise. "What are you-"

"Taking a certain idiot to the infirmary." You sort of just stare at her awestruck because she's rarely so... gentle? It's hard to find the right words to describe it, but you're sure this kind of opportunity is rare.

"What, you think I'd let you walk around with an injured knee?"

"Honestly, yeah, a little bit." As soon as you said those words without thinking, you were sure she'd put you down out of annoyance and tell you that you're free to go to the infirmary yourself, but she only stays silent.

"Whatever. Just... don't worry me again like that, okay?"

Bronya... would definitely overreact. There's no other way to word it. Her expression would be akin to a wounded puppy. She'll have all of the best doctors in Belobog taking care of you and the most luxurious bed for you to lay on even if your injury isn't that bad. Qlipoth bless her soul if the doctors even mention the possibility of your injury permanently impairing you, because she is most definitely going into cardiac arrest. After you recover, she makes it a point to ensure every place in Belobog is accessible to people who can't walk.

Although Bronya works as the Supreme Guardian, she's spent most of her life on the battlefield and she's learned many useful techniques from her experience. One of them is basic medical care.

She's not a professional, but her know-how has saved a few comrades' lives. Still, Bronya most certainly didn't expect that she'd have to use this skill of hers on you of all people.

"Bronya... I'm okay now. Really." You say; an attempt to console the very obviously distressed woman in front of you. With how much she's frowning, anyone that saw her would think that she was the one with an injury.

"No." Bronya responds, and honestly, this is the first time you've heard her so... stern. She knows that you aren't lying, but she sure as hell isn't risking your wound getting worse. "We need to get you to a doctor."

On second thought, it's too dangerous to move you around; it'd be better to have a doctor come here themselves. Still, the nearest doctor is much too far away, so Bronya decides to carry you there instead.

As soon as she picks you up, her mind races with a million thoughts all at once. What if it leaves a scar? What if you aren't able to walk normally again? Aeons forbid, what if you won't be able to walk at all? However dramatic, just the thought has her heart sinking.

She senses your unease and takes a deep breath, pressing a small kiss to your forehead. Perhaps her emotions have gotten the better of her. "I'm sorry, my love. You know how I worry for you." She smiles reassuringly. Whether she's trying to reassure you or herself, you don't know.

#strwb inbox #teethoftheeditor #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr bronya #x reader #fluff #bronya rand #genshin impact #keqing #keqing x reader

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knockyasocksoff2022 · 3 months

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Dazai w/ Eczema HCs

Half joke HC that Dazai has eczema (because I do) and that's one of the other resons why he wears bandages so it won't get irritated and he won't touch it and also to hide the scars from where he scratched himself badly.

I know he would too, seeing as he has no self care/preservation. It's a wonder that his arm hasn't gotten mega infected (I know the river water and probably his dorm too aren't clean). Maybe he even uses it as a kind of self harm 🥺!

He has a love-hate relationship with it because the pain and itching sensation is kind of grounding when he feels like he's disassosiating or outside of himself. It reminds him that he's here and real . . . but it's also painful af so 🙁.

It comes and goes, always there but much worse at times. Extreme cold and hot weather make it worse, as does his poor diet and skin care (someone pls save him).

It's bad in his elbow crease and that's a reason he hates paperwork because he has to bend his elbows for entended periods of time to type and write.

Mori helped him get treatments when he was in the PM but he's a lil stubborn self harming shit and sometimes didn't take them. Then when he was off on his own he didn't have anything at all and was SUFFERING(TM).

He mostly hides it very well but Kunikida, being his work partner, and having a desk across from his , notices that something is up because his arms are so stiff. Kunikida may not like him all that much, but he isn't a monster and wishes he could help his coworker whoes in pain, also he hopes it would increase Dazai's productivity (it wouldn't, Dazai's just lazy)

Yosano can't heal him w/ her gift but she is a doctor ao she tries to help however she can, even forcing him to use lotions and creams, but she can't be there all the time so he still falls through the cracks. It's better than before though.

One time when it was really bad Dazai was scatching his arm though so much the skin opened even under the bandages and started to bleed through and the ADA, mainly Atsushi were horrified. Atsushi thought he cut himself and go scared so Dazai had to comfort him and he felt guilty for making his mentee so upset. Maybe he'll try to do betetr, but it's hard.

(sorry this got so long. I just had this thought and it went further as I was typing.)

It's actually so anoying and painful though, so as intresting as that would be I would feel exteremly bad, like bro's already going throiugh so much he doesn't need that as well.

(This HC is based of my personal experience with eczema and how it feels and how I think Dazai would deal with it so no judgement if you disagree)

#bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd #bsd dazai osamu #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #eczema #dazai osamu has eczema #osamu dazai has eczema #bsd hcs #bsd headcanons #bungo stray dogs headcanons #bungou stray dogs headcanons

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virgilisspidey · 5 months

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If you do not mind me asking, how protective, on a scale of one to ten, are each of the brothers, Splinter and Aoi of Leo?

Does April know why the older brothers are a bit over-protective of Leo?

Have a good week.

This is actually a very interesting question, I love this so much.

I characterize Splinter the same way I would my own mom, so the experiences of Leo and his brothers are sometimes directly from my own experiences having a single mother.

Splinter is a hands off asian parent as his kids got older. When they're toddlers, or little babies, he definitely is very hands on, but once they start to figure out how the world works on their own, he doesn't get involved. When his sons do get sick, that's when he starts to scold and take care of them at the same time and it's different for every brother. He's stern on Raph because he's the eldest and overworking himself is bad, he's exasperated at Donnie because he should know better, and he's indulgent to Mikey because he knows that his you begs needs all the affection he can get.

But with Leo, who is a very sickly child, he's cautious, he's softer, because at any moment something bad could happen.

Pulling from my own life experience, my mom almost had us go to the doctor to diagnose me with asthma because I just kept on coughing and coughing until I couldn't breathe.

That scares any parent and let me tell you, my mom stayed up all night every night making sure I didn't get sweaty, that I had water next to me, that I was breathing.

Consecutively until it was manageable on my own.

That's what Splinter did to Leo when he was younger and you can imagine that ten times harder because they're in a very much unsanitary environment.

He's not overly protective like how some media would exaggerately protray, but he's watching and he's ready to take care of Leo when he needs to because a parent can't always lower their guard, even if their kids are all grown up.

I'd say 6/10, normally, and not because he doesn't care, it's because he knows his boys can handle it, he's just there in case they can't. Definitely a 10/10 when he gets in trouble (bodyswap chapter)

Raph and Donnie are on different wavelengths.

Raph has adapted Splinter's style of worrying since he's seen it and remembers it most clearly being the eldest. He knows all the stuff he needs to do when Leo gets sick, he's ready for it. He knows more about how to take care of Leo when he's sick than remembering to grab an epipen for his peanut allergy (which his brothers always carry for him anyway). But he lets Leo do his thing anyway and let him whine about thw consequences later, he still would've liked for Leo to avoid getting sick.

Raph is a solid 7/10.

Donnie on the other hand, had a much deeper connection to Leo because they're the sickly boys. Donnie can't play because of his shell, Leo can play because he can't even stand up for more than five seconds.

Donnie's approach on things is tryong to figure out a solution to the problem before it gets to Leo. Hence, trying to bust the ghost which backfired.

If you can also notice, Donnie's the most careful around Leo, unlike in the show where he just lets his brothers fumble, he puts in the effort to help Leo from time to time and he's the first to know something is wrong.

Donnie is a 9/10 but he doesn't really show it.

Mikey is mostly a bystander. He doesn't remember much about Leo being sick because he's young and typically when older siblings get sick your parents forbid you from seeing them much.

He does know the basic rules about the things Leo isn't allowed to do, but other than that, he doesn't do much, which again, reflects on my own home situation.

Leo in this instance can be compared to my older sister. She's not sickly or anything when she was younger (unlike me) but when she does get sick it's really bad. And watching my mom take care of someone I consider as strong really pulls my heart, and not in a good thing, because watching your big sister be like that is scary sometimes.

Mikey considers Leo getting sick scary, even more so when he experienced it himself (the bodyswap chapter) so he's more aware and conscious about it now.

Probably like a 7/10 as well.

Aoi, of course, is pretty protective, that's definitely a solid 10/10, but he's protective about all of them.

All of them, however, do not have the exaggerated sort of overprotectiveness like

"DONT WORRY LEO, I'LL CARRY YOU SO YOU DONT HAVE TO TOUCH THIS DIRTY PUDDLE LEST YOU GET SICK!!"

No, they're not like that, because Leo refuses to be treated like that.

Like how they are with Donnie's softshell, they tease each other about it, but don't actively refer to him being immunocompromised as a burden or a problem that needs to be fixed.

It's a part of their day to day lives.

There's no need to romanticise it. To glamorize it or to bring more attention to it or make it an even bigger deal than it really is.

Because trust me, the more you put more attention to that part of a person, they'll view themselves more as a burden than it being a normal part of themselves that they have to just deal with.

Leo isn't a baby, his family knows that.

This applies to anyone and everyone with disabilities as well!! Treat them like you would treat a normal person.

EDIT: OOPSY FORGOT THE APRIL QUESTION. Nah she don't know much other than the fact that Leo is sickly.

#tmnt 2012 #rottmnt two souls #rottmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles two souls #two souls ask #i love answering asks about two souls so much it makes me motivated to write more #college applications had me fcked up so apologies for the months and months of delays

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80pairsofcrocs · 1 year

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baby scarab || 62

shimmy shimmy anon - How about this, if Marc and y/n were to get into a fight, and Marc takes away her phone, y/n has an attitude, and Marc has had enough of it and snaps, idk mean like lashing out on her, I mean like raising his hands in the air and being all extra n shit, and when he raises his hands to go off and rant, y/n flights pretty bad, and before he goes off on a rant, he looks at her, and thinks about his mom, immediately stops, walks over to her, and asks if she's okay, y/n gets mad at him with tears running down her cheeks, ranting about how hard she's been trying to be a good daughter and saying Marc is not so different than her, and that he has no reason to be so upset, and storms off to her room, and about an hour later y/n is gone, they thought she ran off, but oh no..oh no they have NO IDEA what's about to happen. (Yiu don't have to write any of this btw)

-Love shimmer anon!🤗

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A/N : :/

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : THERE IS NO MORE SCHEDULE, IM SORRY also thank you all sm for the support and requests :)))

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader, layla el faouly x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, violence, language, angst, very rushed and hard to read, mention of doctors, needles, mention of child abuse, mention of scars, mention of sex, bad words used at you (by you), allusions to SA (please do not read if it triggers you), cops, yelling, let me know if i missed anything.

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you heard muffled voices.

you didn't know whose, and you couldn't tell what they were saying.

your eyes were closed, and you didn't have the strength to open them.

"..because she knows my name- how did she know?" one of the voices says, and you somehow manages to peel your eyes open.

your hands were behind you, and it felt like they were bound together by webs.

you would know from experience.

the man from before who knocked your lights out looked down at you on the floor, seeing that you were awake.

he didn't have the mask on, and if you weren't loyal to casper you would definitely hit that.

what can you say? he's cute.

"oh my god what do we do? she's awake-"

"i can hear you" you interrupt his whispering.

now you notice the other person in the room, same suit and older face.

what the fuck was going on.

"okay- um hi? i'm- i'm peter. you already knew that" the younger one scolds himself, and you just blink.

"where am i?" you bluntly ask, seeing as the two weren't exactly a threat.

"uhhhh we can't tell you that..?" the younger of the two poses more of a question than a direct answer.

you simply blink up at them. "okay, so why am i here then?" you ask and the older one takes a breath.

"okay, not to freak you out- but we aren't.. from this universe" he starts and you make a face.

"this happened before, but we don't know why it happened again" he sighs.

you just close your eyes for a second and purse your lips."can i just go home?" you ask.

"i'm grounded and my dads are going to give me shit if i get back too late" you try to reason, and the older one nods, while the other shakes his head frantically.

"what? don't let her go! she could attack us!" he exclaims and you scoff.

"no. i won't" you send a fake smile to him while the older spider guy crouches down next to you to rip the webs from your wrists.

you bring them back in front of you, and stand up, the man next to you doing the same.

you just nod to yourself and look around, seeing a window so you head towards it.

"..wait-!"

you turn around, seeing the younger of the two coming towards you.

you stand your ground and just breathe in sharply.

"we are pretty far from where i-"

"from where you kidnapped me?" you ask with not a single emotion present on your face.

"yeah, sorry about that- anyways, do you need us to escort you back?" he asks and you scoff, hiding a smile.

"escort?"

"stop laughing"

"i'm not laughing"

"peter 2, tell her to stop laughing" he whines to the older man, who puts his hands up.

"and i thought my peter was annoying" you roll your eyes nodding your head to the window.

"just lead me there please" you decide, so the two go in front of you to exit first.

"hope you can keep up" the older of the two teases, climbing out the window and swinging away, leaving you and the other one to follow.

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"this is it, right across the street there" old peter points to your apartment building from the roof you were all currently standing on.

it was maybe around the middle of the night now, and you were still suspended for the next three days.

"thank you. even though you kidnapped me" you chuckle, turning to the two.

"it's wierd knowing there's more peters in other universes" you start. "it sucks that you have to go back"

"yeah, but how are you here with baby peter?" the younger asks.

"oh i'm not a peter. i'm a y/n" you clarify, and they both nod.

"good luck getting to new york then" you sigh.

"go home safe, okay?" the younger says. "we're always watching our fellow spider-peoples backs" he smiles, and naturally you do to.

"hey, can you remember something for me?" the older asks, and you nod.

"just.. with great power there must also come great responsibility" you blink a few times, remembering when you peter said the same thing.

"thank you" you smile at the two before they turn and swing off.

you sigh and look up at the bright moon. a waxing crescent as of tonight.

you then peer down at your apartment building and turn around in the opposite direction on the roof.

okay, this may seem like a terrible plan, but you are sure that it would teach your dads a lesson.

you were on your way to casper's house, and you were going to stay the night, walk him to school, and then return home in the morning.

easy as pie.

it took you almost no time to swing over to casper's, to land on his fire escape by his window.

the curtains were closed, which meant you didn't even know if he was in the room.

you weigh your options and decide to leave three light knocks on the window, and that's when you hear rushed footsteps before the curtains are pulled away.

and there was your boyfriend, rubbing sleep from his eyes and looking relieved to see that it was just you.

he opened the window quietly to let you climb in.

"what the hell are you doing here? are you okay?" he asks, leading you to sit down on his bed while he looked over your face for any injuries.

"casper, i'm not hurt" you gently push his hands away from you. "just grounded"

"then why did marc call me to ask if i've seen you? they are worried, you just went missing" he argues.

you sigh and look towards the still open window and close it with a shoot of your webs and a slight tug.

there was a breeze, which made you both shiver.

"but steven saw what happened, a peter from a different universe kidnapped me" you explain and casper scoffs.

"okay, well i'm calling marc-"

"no you're not, i'm going back in the morning"

"i promised i'd call if i heard from you-"

"i don't care they deserve it"

"nobody deserves that feeling, y/n"

you stop talking right then and there. casper was right.

"can i see your phone?"

"only if you promise to give ur back" casper hands you his phone after you nod in agreement to his terms.

you immediately dialed your dads number even though it was saved in the phone.

it only rings twice before he answered.

"hey- it's marc, we haven't found her yet but we are still looking-"

"well stop and go home because i'm fine" you cut in, making marc freeze from the other side of the phone.

"..kid?!" his voice cracks in the middle of the word. "oh my- are you okay?!" he asks in a shouting voice.

you feel a pit of guilt form in your stomach at the reaction of him just simply hearing your voice.

"yeah. i'm okay"

"what happened? steven refuses to talk to us"

now you felt really awful. steven clearly saw you get kidnapped and now he's refusing to talk to the people he shares a body with.

and it's all your fault.

"i.. there were two peters from different universes and one of them freaked out when i knew his name" you explain shortly in a solemn tone.

"y/n i'm coming to get you-"

"well good luck dragging me out of casper's house because i'm not leaving" you interrupted just to hear a scoff.

"you expect me to just let you stay? you're still grounded and he has school tomorrow" marc argues, but then jake decides to butt in.

"well i think one night wouldn't be too bad.."

marc sighs tiredly and stammers over his words before he gets it all out.

"fine. whatever. but we are having a long talk once we get you home" he says as if he was being forced to.

"yeah, we are" you agree, leaving marc to only say a few more words.

"i love you, y/n. all of us do. please stay safe or i swear i'm grounding you forever"

"promise. i love you guys too"

he hangs up after that, and you give your phone back to casper.

"so.. that was obviously an under reaction" casper purses his lips after speaking.

you sigh and look up at the ceiling. "yeah but i'm glad it was" you start. "he would have to drag me out of this house because i am not leaving"

"i have school tomorrow"

"i know. i'm sorry"

casper just moves closer to you so that you were sitting side by side, legs hanging off the bed.

"don't be sorry-"

"i don't just mean this" you look over to him, and see a look of pity in his eyes.

"y/n, we already talked about this" he begins and you just stare down at the floor. "you didn't do anything wrong. you never have"

"how do you know that?" you ask, stressful tears gathering in your eyes, though you try to blink them away.

"because i know you, and i know you've made mistakes but we've fixed them. together" he sends you a half smile when you look up.

you just sniff and lean your head on his shoulder, to which he puts and arm around you and presses a kiss to the top of your head.

"you guys will be okay" he assures you, referring to your dads.

"yeah. thanks" you pick your head up and look him in the eyes, and let a smirk raise on your lips when you see his eyes dart down to them.

you take it upon your self to lean in quickly and bring a hand to the back of his head, so that he meets you half way.

he lets out a noise of surprise when your lips first meet his but relaxes into the kiss and lays a hand on your cheek, rubbing circles into it with his thumb.

your lips moved against each other for another couple seconds before you moved one of your hands to his chest, grasping at his shirt while the other pulled him impossibly closer to you.

he quietly groaned at the switch and moved both of his hands to your face, holding you close to him.

you poke your tongue out at his lips, to which he opens his mouth so you could lick up into it, causing a shiver to go down his spine.

not a moment later you detach yourself from casper's mouth and move onto his neck, leaving a trail of light kisses until you reach a spot your most fond of.

casper moves his hands to clutch onto the back of your shirt, like how yours were on the front of his.

"-y/n.." he whispers into your hair before taking in a shaky breath through his mouth.

you bite down on the sensitive part of his neck before sucking on it.

after that, it seemed like you blacked out.

the next thing you knew was casper was pulling you off of him and moving your hands away from the waist of his sweatpants.

"wait wha-" you take in a sharp breath before your blood runs cold.

casper looked a mess, and not in a good way at the moment.

he had a dark forming bruise on his neck, where there were two small spots with a bit of blood.

his hair was messed up and sticking in every direction, clothes disheveled and sweatpants down on his hips with the strings untied.

"i'm so sorry" you whisper, thinking the worst.

you couldn't remember what had happened that past couple minutes.

"hey, it's okay, please look at me" casper requests and you do so with tears in your eyes.

"come on, let's just get some sleep. you're tired and we can talk in the morning" he reasons and you just stare at the wall with tears in your eyes as casper brought you down towards his pillows.

he lays you down next to him, and makes sure to hold your hand as he uses the other to make sure you're fully covered with his blankets.

you didn't care if he was asleep or not, you moved to cling onto him and cry yourself to sleep in a matter of minutes.

casper though, couldn't.

he was awake thinking of what had just happened in the last five minutes.

you'd both been lost in each other, lips on lips, and hands on other areas when you had bit down just a bit too hard.

and when casper winced, you slurred out a quick apology and moved your lips to a different spot, unaware of casper's unease.

but it wasn't him that didn't want it, it was you.

he sensed something wasn't right, you always made sure he was okay and vise versa, but nothing else came out of your mouth.

when he tried to pull you away, you talked as if someone was controlling you.

"i need it"

"please, hit me"

"i want to feel it"

"i need to feel the pain"

is what you said to him, and that wasn't like you at all.

he pushed you farther away, trying to set your mind straight.

"are you okay?"

"stop, you don't want this"

"i'm not letting you make this mistake"

"i'm never going to hit you, and you don't need to feel pain"

"are you feeling alright?"

the truth of the matter is that he wanted it. he wanted it so badly, but was completely turned off by the fact that is wasn't consensual both ways.

you wouldn't give him a clear answer, just slurring your words together and almost forcing yourself onto him.

he swore to himself that he wouldn't never in his life no matter what disrespect a woman's wishes, and here he was fulfilling the promise.

casper knew you didn't want it. only wanted something to take your mind off of everything that's happened.

so he had to stop you from doing something you'd regret, and he's thankful you came back to your senses when you did. before it got too far.

he did eventually fall asleep, after lovingly staring at your sleeping form, head on his chest while he gently wiped away drying tears from your cheeks.

and unlucky for you, since you were dead asleep you didn't hear him tell you that he loves you.

~~~

you woke up somewhat peacefully.

casper was still asleep, with both arms wrapped around your waist with his face buried in your hair.

you gently moved his hands off of you and guided his head back to his pillow, and moved back a bit to just admire.

you hate admitting how much you actually loved him considering everything you'd both already been through.

you believed he should be with someone better.

someone who didn't nearly get him killed.

torn away from his family, while it would be all your fault.

but yet here he is, laying in front of you. perfectly healthy.

you brought a hand up hesitantly to his face, gently brushing your knuckles against his cheek.

he took in a quick breath and his eyebrows furrowed before his eyes fluttered open, landing on you almost right away.

he just tiredly grins at you, so you take continue, moving your hand to rake your nails through his hair.

"hey" he greets, with a slight rasp in his voice.

"hi" you whisper back, letting a smile take over your features.

"do you feel okay? sleep well?" casper asks you and you nod against the pillow you were laying against.

"i'm feeling a little better, thank you" you answer, letting casper pull away to sit up against the headboard.

you shifted to stare up at him while he picked up his phone from the nightstand to check the time.

"it's already 6" he starts and you shove your face in the pillow. "i have to get ready, and you have to go home. your dads are worried about you" he says, making you pick your head up to look at him.

"i know. i just.. i want to stay" you frown, and sit up as well to be eye level with casper.

"i want you to stay too but once you aren't grounded then i'll take you out, okay?" he brings a smile to your face at his plan.

"deal" you lean forward to press a kiss to his cheek before shoving the blankets off of you to stand up and search around for your shoes.

casper got up as well, shuffling through his drawers while you tied your shoes.

"hey, it looks pretty cold out" he opens the curtain to his window, seeing light snow falling.

you groan quietly and rub your temples. "just my luck" you mumble.

casper clears his throat, making you turn to him while standing back up from tying your shoes.

"you can take this is you want.. i don't want you to get sick" he says, handing you a thick sweatshirt of his.

it was one he wore often too, making your heart feel particularly full at the moment.

you smile and slip it on, deciding to just lean forward to wrap your arms around his neck.

casper reciprocated the hug quickly, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"thank you"

"it's no problem, it's just a sweater-"

"no. for everything" you pull back to press a quick kiss to his lips, then heading for the window, opening it and cringing at the gust of cold wind that came in.

you lifted yourself on the windowsill, only to be stopped before you jumped down onto the fire escape.

"y/n- wait" casper rushes over, taking your hand in his.

"i love you" he looks into your eyes, and you smile down at him from where you sat on the window.

"i love you too" you respond, then squeeze his hand before leaving, making sure you heard the windows lock click after casper closed it.

~~~

it was a very quick trip home.

sadly.

you couldn't even knock on the door, marc just opened it and yanked you inside by your forearm.

it startled you at first, never feeling marc grab you like that before intentionally.

"go sit down" he points to the kitchen table, where you see a small bowl of fruit and a glass of water.

you assumed that seat was for you.

you slid off your shoes and followed marc's instruction, and just sat staring down at your lap while he came over and sat across from you.

"i hope you had fun probably having sex with your boyfriend, because now you're grounded for longer" marc tensely says to you while you look up to glare at him.

"i was kidnapped last night and the first thing you're going to do is yell at me?" you mutter angrily.

marc scoffs. "i'm not yelling" he raises his voice a little, just proving your point.

"why didn't you come home?" he asks, still tense and seemingly mad at you.

"because i didn't want to be around you. i still don't" you look down and pick at your fingers.

"no, you look at me. we are having a conversation" you just look back up with a tired sigh and furrowed brows.

"and for the record, we looked for you. for hours. while steven was gone- and by the way he still is" he starts, shocking you at the last part. "he refuses to talk or even show himself i-" marc takes in a sharp breath.

"well i'm sorry i'm such an idiot. sorry that i wanted to be a slut and not come home" you feel your eyes full with tears. "tell steven that i'm sorry. for being a bitch-"

"enough of that! don't you dare call yourself those things!" jake yells from wherever he was listening, and marc shushes him.

"i can call myself what i want. besides, marc just assumes everything so-"

"i don't assume-"

"then why was your first thought about me and casper having sex?!" you exclaim. "because we didn't!"

marc runs a hand down his face and grits his teeth before speaking.

"we want to protect you-"

"enough with that bullshit! i'm sick of it! you know i don't need protecting!" you stand up from your seat.

"sit back down, right now" marc says lowly, and you just tilt your head at him from where you stood.

"why? are you scared?"

"wha- what are you talking about?" marc asks, genuinely confused.

"you know, i try to hard to be a good daughter" you let a single tear fall before wiping it away. "sometimes i feel like you only adopted me to make sure i didn't destroy the world" you laugh bitterly to yourself.

"it runs in the family, does it not?" you ask rhetorically.

marc stands up so that he can walk around the table to be right in front of you.

"don't talk like that. that man is not your father" marc defends.

"yeah? he's not?" you smile up at him while a couple more tears fall. "then what's this?" you lift up your sleeve, showing marc the scarred letters.

he looks at them for a moment before looking into your eyes, bringing a hand up slowly, his intention to wipe your tears before you pushed it away.

"don't touch me" you grit out, moving quickly away from him.

you shove your sleeve down and just stare into marc's eyes, while he contemplates trying to get you to sit back down.

"y/n-"

"no" you shake your head at him. "i can tell you're holding back so just do it" you wipe at your nose, and then sniff.

"..if you think i'm going to hit you then you're wrong-"

"why? i deserve it. i was kidnapped and i didn't even come home" you breath in sharply. "because i wanted to be a stupid whore-"

"STOP! DONT TALK ABOUT YOURSELF LIKE THAT!" marc yells, making you freeze where you stood, eyes widening.

"WHY CANT YOU UNDERSTAND THAT YOU DONT DESERVE TO BE HURT?!" he begins, throwing his hands in the air, coming closer to you.

"YOU THINK YOURE INVINCIBLE- YOU WERE PRACTICALLY BEGGING ME TO HIT YOU!" he lets out a bitter laugh, quieting down a bit.

"you.. you don't get it honey. you are my life.. i can't-" marc gets cut off by a knock at the door.

you were still staring up at him with blurry eyes, while he looked towards the door with furrowed brows.

"are you expecting someone..?" marc asks in a whisper and you shake your head quickly, not wanting to upset marc.

he rushes to the door and opens it, leaving the chain attached so that whoever it was couldn't get in.

you sat down on the floor, behind the counter while you listened to the voices by the door.

"oh- is there a problem officer?" marc asks politely to the police who were at the door.

your eyes widened and you peek around the counter to see three policemen gathered on the other side of the door, marc tense as ever.

"we got a call, complaints of yelling. we also have a warrant to have a look around" the man says and marc clenches his jaw.

"yeah.. there was shouting. and why do you have a warrant to search my home?" marc asks skeptically.

the policeman speaks in a hushed voice, as if you still couldn't hear him anyways.

"we heard from a girls doctor, y/n spector, that there were numerous scars all over her and we also have permission to take her into custody if we have to" he says, making you turn back around so that you were hidden.

"if you think i'm hitting my daughter, you're wrong. there's nothing to hide here so have a good day-" marc tries to close the door, which results in the cops breaking the chain and shoving marc back.

"no- you can't take her!" marc shoves back just to be held still by two of the cops.

you stayed hidden behind the counter, but your breathing quickened when you hear footsteps getting closer.

marc was still fighting against the two cops, but only a few words make him freeze.

"sir, if you don't calm down then we could have you arrested"

marc didn't want to get arrested. it would ruin everyone's lives.

you'd be heartbroken and living with layla, who would be the same.

steven would lose his online class and jake would lose his small taxi business.

"she's over here!" the man yells, looking down at you as your shuffled backwards away from him.

he put a hand out and bent down to your level. "hey, you have to come with us, okay?"

"no- you can arrest my dad he didn't do anything wrong!" you shout at him, while he sighed and came closer to you, taking your arms in his hands and pulling you up so that you were standing.

"no- let- LET ME GO!" you scream at the man as he basically dragged you to the door.

"y/n! NO, LET HER GO!" marc fights against the other officers.

you kicked and punched against the man that held your arms and guided you through the door, and the last thing you saw of your home was marc, cheeks wet with tears, standing disheveled by the door.

you were glad he didn't escalate it, you would feel terrible if he got arrested.

but you?

oh. you.

as soon as the elevator doors closed the man held you still while one of the other officers took a needle out of a pouch on their belt.

"this is just to calm you" they said.

"it'll all be okay when you wake up" they said.

they stuck that needle in your arm and before you knew it you were out again.

heading to not even khonshu knows where.

actually that's a lie. khonshu followed you. he needed to know where these people were taking you.

like any good grandpa would.

nobody knew of the confusing nightmare ahead.

you had just gotten home, just gotten into a critical argument with marc, when the police had come to take you away from them.

with an actual reason too.

you had a feeling your doctor would snitch.

but nothing really mattered. not right now. you just had to focus on getting home.

with your dads.

where you belong, and always will.

~~~

A/N : sorry this took forever, just super busy :)) hope you liked this cliffhanger, and stay tuned for baby scarab chapter 63 hopefully by february 1st. ily all

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Have any of the Geronimo crew (and Tim) seeker therapy for the many…MANY…traumatizing events they’ve endured?

Oh yes, unfortunately yes. This is something I couldn't put in Unstoppable, so I'll write it now^^' (lots of text, sorry)

->Gosalyn, being the main victim of everything, would start going to therapy with one of the best doctors in S.H.U.S.H. Gryzlikoff made sure to do all the paperwork for the redhead (I didn't manage to fit it into the story either, but the bear is REALLY sorry for shooting her, so he plans to help Gos in any way she needs, even though the young woman doesn't blames him for what happened)

Although, well, more than "going to therapy," they "forced her to go to therapy." Gosalyn felt very uncomfortable, saying that she should just rest, but Drake told her NO. She went through a very bad experience that month, and she didn't have to be ashamed of being treated for it. Max agreed with him, as did Launchpad. Even Negaduck would have told her that going there shouldn't hurt her, since she is the one who always says that "you should go to the doctor for any blow".

Gosalyn would no longer feel nervous being next to Launchpad, but that wouldn't take away the pain and frustration she felt every time Nega-Launchpad hurt her with the bat. She would never forgive him for being a Launchpad. Furthermore, the redhead would begin to feel a slight "aversion" to whistles, especially the children's song "Simon says…". LHearing even the first verse of that song could give her a panic attack, remembering everything they forced her to do that time…

And the scar that was left on her right arm due to Ratigan's experimentation, so deep that her yellow plumage didn't completely cover it, and that was why the redhead would now wear a black sports sleeve. Although she mostly used it for Drake and Negaduck, aware that they felt terrible knowing that she had a scar.

Not to mention the existence of "Dark Orchid". She would want to forget everything about that identity that they forced her to take… The thing is that SHUSH still wouldn't tell her about the fact that someone stole the stored belongings related to that villain…

->Max would also have a change. He would begin taking first aid courses in his free time. Why? Because he realized that he needed to learn something so basic, and not just how to defend himself, like Negaduck has been teaching him. The point that made him realize that he needed to learn that was when he saw the villain calm Gosalyn during her panic attacks, which he didn't know exactly what to do at the time.

He loves Gosalyn, and he wants to help her. He wants to be there for her, both in her best moments and in her worst, and, to support her, he wants to learn how to calm someone with a panic attack, and these courses are the basis for that (although at first the young man wanted Negaduck to teach him… but imagining the villain teaching him something like that gave him chills, so he opted for the other option^^')

Drake, Launchpad, and Goofy would focus on supporting Gosalyn as much as they could.

->Drake was still upset with himself for everything he could have avoided if he had investigated more of Gosalyn's biological family, so he would want his daughter to get enough rest, and he would take some hero cases for that. The bad thing is that the redhead would still do some activities like Quiverwing Quack to distract herself, so he and LP would accompany her to keep her safe, ignoring the archer's complaints.

->Launchpad, no longer so afraid of scaring her because of his face, would just make sure not to make any sudden movements next to her, which would make his friend smile gratefully.

->Goofy would make sure to ask if Gosalyn needed anything, keeping an eye on his own movement, as he didn't want to push too hard or bother the young woman. Gosalyn would notice that, and, thanking him, she would tell him what dish she would like to try, making her father-in-law happy.

->Negaduck doesn't go to therapy. Rather, anyone who tries to do a session with him would either faint, run away crying, or if they says something shouldn't… well, you can imagine^^'

Of course, that wouldn't change the fact that he would have become even MORE overprotective. I wouldn't be surprised if he had threatened several villains not to dare carry out a robbery without his authorization, with the intention of allowing Gosalyn to rest.

Furthermore, he would make sure to check on Nega-Duckburg several times, to make sure that there really was no trace left of the Nega-McDuck and henchmen…

Plus, there was the matter of whether or not Nega-Morgana had actually survived the massacre 15 years ago…

He had to make sure, watch, and destroy anything that dared to hurt his Baby Girl. He wouldn't let that happen again, not again.

->Tim's case is more peculiar.

The boy has been through a lot in his six years due to Mortimer's teasing and abuse. That is why Gosalyn and Max would agree that the kid, after being adopted by them thanks to all the support that McDuck gave them, would attend some child therapy sessions.

The point is that the mouse wouldn't have collaborated much. He would have remained silent, looking at the drawings in the room, and the kind doctor would have asked him why he was not cooperating or responding. Tim would just say "I don't trust adults."

The physical and emotional abuse he suffered from his uncle really made him distrust most adults. The only reason he trusted Gos and Max is because he loves them, and therefore he decided to trust their family, although, if any adult made any sudden movement, the kid would be startled and go hide behind the redhead or Max.. The mouse adores his new parents, but is not ready to call them "mom" and "dad", even though he is aware that they now are.

And since the boy would not collaborate as much with the sessions, his parents wouldn't yet know that Tim was now afraid of heights, due to having fallen from McDuck Tower when Nega-Gizmoduck threw him, and when he almost fell from the enemy ship. if Gosalyn doesn't hold him in time.

Tim preferred not to confess that, aware that Gos was going through a delicate process. He preferred to sit next to her reading comics with Max, and endure the occasional hug from the redhead, who wanted to annoy him a little, making Max laugh.

The little mouse, who distrusts adults, has as his number one priority the redhead who became so precious to him.

#darkwing duck #gosalyn #gosalyn mallard #drake mallard #negaduck #quiverwing quack #launchpad #launchpad mcquack #max goof #goofy #darkwing duck oc #rebellingstagnationblog #geronimoseries #geronimo #ao3 fanfic

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nephytale · 11 days

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Send me ϟ for my muse to tell yours the story behind one of their scars.

The stars in the sky were clearly visible thanks to the fact that there was not a single cloud in the city. The sea was calm, serene, on that spring night while a soft cool breeze hit their faces. There, on the coast, on the small patch of sand that was surrounded by rock formations that led to the sea, there was a bonfire. Their ship was hidden on a nearby island, but that didn't stop the pirates from deciding to have a good time. Since had already crossed paths a couple of times with Senritsu and noticing that she was pleasant company, she invited her to spend a night by the bonfire, with snacks and drinks, while they laughed and shared stories. Since the doctor had joined the crew, the others understood that they should not be too loud and scandalous, and she had emphasized it again when she alerted them of the woman's invitation with a keen ear.

They were calm, happy, enjoying a great time all together. Even if they weren't all sitting around the campfire, and everyone was enjoying it in their own way, you could feel the togetherness of the people.

Ryoko laughed softly. She turned her back to Senritsu, and lifted her blouse - she lifted it so high that it reached above her shoulders, there was no shame in showing off her body - On her lower back, a tattoo could be seen that consisted of two sais crossed in the shape of X. And above them, a red dragon ascended along her entire spine until it reached the base of her neck.

"My most significant scars are under these tattoos, I decided to transform a couple of bad experiences into art, how does it look?" Holding her blouse up with one hand, she used the other to point to the pair of sais tattooed on her lower back. "This was the first…" Ryoko paused, then readjusted her blouse and sit again in front of the campfire

"My best childhood friend, turns out to be the son of the most powerful pirate that sails the seas. He never really did anything wrong, but just because he carried his father's blood, the navy has treated him like an evil-born demon forever, we were thick as thieves, or rather, I was the tick that stuck to him to survive" She paused and just a few seconds later, let out a good-natured laugh. "We became friends over time… we were almost like siblings…" There was a small sound of someone clearing her throat and Ryoko turned to look at her doctor, who was simply smiling in an exaggeratedly innocent way to be real.

"Well, siblings was not the word that defined us… but we only discovered it when we met again some time later. Anyway, getting to the important thing. Shortly after our paths divided, the navy had captured me. They wanted information about him. And I preferred to die rather than give them information. They took me to the most disgusting cells you could imagine. They didn't feed me, they kept me chained, there was a damn leak that echoed in the place, the only sound I heard for days. That was driving me crazy. Until one day they changed my room. There, two executioners and a lie detector began to ask me questions, and I lied to protect him. For every lie I told, the executioners gave me a whip on the lower back. The punishment was so much, so much the pain, that my bones had been exposed. Their target, and I quote their words that I will never forget 'We are going to hit you every time you lie, until you tell the truth, we will make you unable to walk anymore only with our whips, or until you faint from the pain. You choose.' And so I spent a couple of days. At least there they fed me and gave me water, they needed me lucid to answer their questions. Although my legs had already stopped working, I waited patiently for them to lower their guard and managed to escape from there, crawling until I finally found a very kind person who brought a doctor to help me" She smiled, honestly and softly. She was actually fine, leaving aside the permanent lower back pain it caused her.

Sipping some of her tea, she let out a soft sigh "But we've already talked too much about me, please tell me about yourself, do you have any scars to tell the story?"

{ @hunting-songs }

#you can call me captain ryoko; ic #hunting songs #tw kidnapping #tw torture

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teasetmonster · 1 year

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So, I hadn't realized this, but it looks like I haven't really said much about my progressive illness, ME/CFS, on tumblr post-2017. And I imagine that as I post here more again, I'll encounter people who are unfamiliar with me, so I'll try to give a synopsis:

I started having increasingly frequent headaches and then constant burning in my eyes in high school, which we might have payed more attention to if, in my senior year, we hadn't discovered a congenital malformation in my brain that would end up either killing me or permanently damaging my brain if not removed. Before going off to college, I had a craniotomy (surgical procedure where they cut open your skull; I have a big scar under my hair) to remove it that went well.

In college the headaches became one singular headache that just didn't ever end, and the pain started expanding down my body. We started paying attention at this point, but were still kind of distracted as my anxiety and depressive disorders were discovered and diagnosed and I started treatment for them that went well.

I took a medical leave of absence as the headache grew worse, I struggled in school for a mystery reason that I now know was ADHD, and I developed gallstones (I ended up having my gallbladder removed). Over the next couple years, the headache increased to a migraine with the extra symptoms migraines involve and the pain expanded to encompass my entire body. In 2016, I then started experiencing Myalgic Encephalomyelitis/Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, which I was lucky enough to be diagnosed with 6 months into my fatigue symptoms. As my fatigue increased, my cognitive function was impaired and it became increasingly rare that I was able to think clearly enough to draw, hence why I posted very little art for a few years.

If you've kept up on the Long Covid epidemic, you've probably heard about ME/CFS, and so you may already know that ME/CFS has no existing treatment or cure. All you can do is desperately try to treat your symptoms, struggling through the barrier of doctors completely unfamiliar with the illness, who are also often unwilling to educate themselves and persistent that you must actually have something they're already familiar with instead.

I've had very little success treating the pain despite trying everything the various neurologists I've seen over the years have thought to try. (if it's something with real medical evidence behind it, I can guarantee I've tried it and I've also been tested for like...every immune disorder.) I currently get 9 take-as-needed doses of a medication that lasts about 2 hours and ever so slightly decreases my pain most of the time (sometimes it doesn't work at all). And that's all I have to go on for 25 days. Again, my pain is unending. I never don't have a migraine. I'm just using my migraine meds to take the edge off when it gets particularly bad. I do have meds I take for symptoms like nausea and digestive issues that don't get rid of them, but do lessen them.

But the biggest thing was I started Low Dose Abilify for the cognitive fatigue in 2021. It actually worked and helped a little bit with physical fatigue as well. The difference was quickly outwardly apparent even at a very low dosage, not to mention inwardly apparent to myself. I've slowly titrated up, in between trying other medications for my symptoms, over the past couple years, and in January 2023 realized that my cognitive function had improved enough that I could regularly draw again and physically could sit up long enough to do so, even though I'm still forced to do so from my bed, which is why I now draw on an ipad. As far as I can tell, this is due to the combination of Abilify and the iron infusions I now get. I'm currently navigating what I am now capable of, and that means experimenting with making art regularly again. -Teaset

#rambling robins #me/cfs #disability #chronic illness #progressive illness #health

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importantpoetrylady · 1 month

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A Young Girl Behind The Darkness

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Sephora is a young girl. Everyone see's her as a happy girl. She always smiles, and laugh, and is a very jolly girl. But behind those smiles and laugh is a great darkness, a darkness that she can never runaway. Will she over come it all?

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I'm running away from something. I'm running as fast as I can but myself feels so heavy and everything seems to be in slow motion. I don't know why I'm running. I just feel like I need to.

I looked at my back and I saw darkness covering everything. It feels like darkness wants to catch me. So I run as fast as I could. I looked back and the darkness is inches away from me but before it catches me..

I woke up.

I was catching my breath like I run in a marathon.

It was the same dream, every night, every time I go to sleep, I dreamed the same dream, all the time.

That strange dream, that strange place, feels familiar but I don't know where did I saw it.

I got up and took a bath I close my eyes and relax myself. I need to relax my self because I don't want to look like I have seen a ghost in school.

I walked out of my room and walk pass my mothers room.

"I know, Bridgette. My darling. She's suffering"

Bridgette is mom's best friend.

"Bridge, I'm scared. And what if she remembers it all? I don't want her to suffer. It was all my fault Bridge! I'm a useless mother!"

I quickly turn my back when I hear mom walking towards the door.

"Seph?"

I turn my back as she calls my name.

"Yes?"

I answered with a smile."Nothing" she said then turn her back.

While walking I can't help but to think about what mom and tita Bridgette was talking about.

'Why are they talking about me?'

But I do believe though that it was connected on my memory that I cannot remember.

I saw a car rushing towards east. And suddenly my head hurts.

"Dad no!"

A memory!

"Ahhh!" I scream in pain.

And before I collapse I saw a memory that made me remember everything.

I woke up and everything was white

"Sephora are you okay now?" She asked with her worried tone.

A doctor walked in. It was tita Bridgette.

"How are you feeling, Seph?" She ask.

And I suddenly realize why I'm here.

"T-tita, I-I remember i-it all n-now" I said in a shaky voice.

My mom burst out in tears.

Flashback…

All my life, I never had a dad. But not until mom introduces one. His name was Klent. He was kind, sweet and loyal to my mom. But not when it comes to me. He was reckless, cruel, and bad. He abuses me. But I didn't tell mom because he threatened me that he will kill mom. Of course I was just a little kid back then so I was scared when he said that.

One day, he and mom had a huge fight. Mom when and see tita Bridge after the fight and it was me and dad was left in the house.

He was furious. He get out all his madness on me.

Slaps, kicks and punches. I was full of bruises and scars. He didn't stop not until I bleed and collapse.

End of Flashback…

And after I collapse, I woke up in the same room that I am right now but the only difference is I don't remember anything back then but now I remember it all too well.

"I'm so sorry my love. It was all my fault. If I stayed there or bring you with me you wouldn't experience those pain. This wouldn't happened if I was a responsible mom back then" she said while crying.

"Mom its not your fault. Its okay. I swear I'll be okay"

Byt after some time, I learn to forget it all and leave it all in the past and I succeed! After many years the darkness doesn't hunt me anymore and I live free and happy.

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gaymerasmus · 1 year

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hi!!! saw your request open!!! can I get medic and heavy with an s/o that has albinism and scars? sorry if it's so specific 👉👈

No worries! Thank you and I hope you like it :)

Heavy

Upon meeting you, he honestly didn't even realize it until you brought it up. Nothing bad he just isn't observant sometimes <3

He's super supportive though! Loves reassuring you if you ever feel insecure about your scars and skin. Despite being so reserved, he'll often take any chance he has to show you how beautiful he thinks you are

Don't expect any PDA or public anything for that matter, but in private he's constantly tracing your scars and admiring your complexion.

This guy just loves so hard all he wants to do is dote and admire <3

If you tell him you don't want that kind of attention he also has no problem giving you space. Be it silently reading next to you, leaving the base to give you room, or anything in-between really, he's very conscious of how comfortable you are most of the time.

If your scars cause you pain get ready for Even More Doting from this secret mama bear.

When you're willing to be more intimate, he'll rub lotion onto your shoulders and back. He quietly worships any piece of skin you choose to expose to him, so he's completely content with taking care of you while that happens.

Even when you're not comfortable with touch, he'll leave out things for you to use on your skin and encourages you to use them.

Tbh I think with him coming from the opposite of a desert in the middle of hot-as-balls Mexico or whatever he prefers staying indoors. Some may even say he's a bit of a homebody, but that doesn't stop him from having fun with you.

Loves doing "rainy day" activities with you when the sun is too much to deal with. Board games, arts and crafts, reading, movies; all things he absolutely adores. Especially when he gets to do them with you around <3.

Medic

Unlike Heavy, he notices basically right away. I mean. He's like a doctor and stuff so it's kind of What He Looks For All The Time.

However, he doesn't ever mention it until you do. It didn't seem to be killing you, so he doesn't really see the point in bringing it up.

He's also not as doting as his dear companion, but if you need help with anything he makes sure to be available.

It's not like he doesn't care, he's just a Very Busy Man and honestly kind of forgets about it sometimes.

And when he's not exactly available (typically around the same time he's elbow deep in his colleagues) he's always willing to direct you to whatever you need, or just support you with words.

Completely Drowns you in compliments and flirts, btw. He doesn't even check to see if people are around before he does it either. Just completely shameless line after line, anything to make you blush.

Obviously he leaves no question when it comes to the subject of taking care of your scars. When his hands are clean they're always on your body somewhere. He also loves tracing your scars, which usually accompanies the compliments he peppers your ears with.

He actively encourages you to show him every scar you have, and often rewards your boldness with gentle kisses to each one.

If you're comfortable with that, of course. If not he's just as happy watching them from afar while you go about your day.

Loves when you spend your day in his lab!! It's always nice to have company that isn't feathered, and he'll often end up explaining his experiments to you while you do your thing.

He keeps a drawer on his desk free for snacks so you don't have to leave to eat :)

He's secretly so clingy just don't tell him it's obvious <3

They are so :)). I think Medic acts like how Heavy would act if he had a little less shame, but they both love and support you. Medic has more fun with it since he's had more experience with these things and will probably poke fun at you if you don't kill him for it. I hope you liked this, I tried to keep the HC's related to the prompt but I trial off sometimes lol. Thank you again!!

#tf2 #tf2 headcanons #medic tf2 #thank you for the ask!#heavy tf2 #tf2 x reader

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hollowsart · 1 year

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Got a little interest in this, so here’s my little “skeleton” of this story I guess, I’m not great at this, but I’m fairly pleased with how this is turned out, hope you guys enjoy this silly thing and don't mind how long it is!

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Summary: Acedia is NY's one and only Cryptid Crawler. Life takes a turn after a spider bite and things start spiraling like a domino effect, when she thinks the worst is over.. it gets worse. She is determined, however, to help however she can. Doing her best as always.

Once Upon A Time:

Acedia was once a regular human with no powers, living relatively alone. She never really did much, never having the ability to do things that she may have wanted. A shy, anxiety ridden adult just trying to get by. day in and day out, all the same, her frustrations with life weighing her down mentally.

And Every Day:

Her days were monotonous routine with occasional small deviations, like visiting the park for some fresh air, going on free tours to save money, hanging out with a friend, and other menial things. It wasn't a bad life, just.. boring.

Day to day, having small simple jobs to work here and there to earn a living and survive. Still, she wished for just a little more, just a little more excitement, it was really all she could do. Wish. Dream. Hope. Never having the guts to put herself out there on purpose. Life was a personal heck.

Until One Day:

It wasn't until she had gotten bit by a spider that hitched a ride on her bag one day after taking a free tour of an animal lab that things started to change. The changes were slow and small, first discovering she can walk on walls and experimenting with these new changes and abilities. Telling her friend and getting the idea to make a name and costume for herself.. the costume was a bit.. silly. She didn't have the best skills in clothes making or sewing, so she opted for something already made in her closet. A little onesie of her favorite animal, a sloth. She wasn’t really one for sp!ders.. they scared her.

She was extremely timid around people and valued self preservation, however.. she did always seem to somehow stumble her way into these situations of taking out very small crime. Petty shoplifters and muggers here and there, just getting a slight hang of things. Learning some things about fighting and her new abilities with first hand experience.

That was, until one night she got hit with a horrible sense of something bad happening across town. She chased the feeling, using her heightened sense, all the way to the infamous Oscorp building. The place had always given her an uneasy feeling even before the bite. She knew she had to act fast and find the source of what was setting off her senses.

She crawled around the outside of the building, locating the room of interest and making her way inside the shattered window. This is where she discovered the unconscious body of Doctor Otto Octavius. He had a horrible accident, not caused by himself, but by his boss who had already fled the scene long before Acedia arrived.

Acedia worked fast after assessing and being relieved that she hadn't stumbled upon a murder scene. Using her gifted strength to lift and carry the poor man out of there and to the nearest hospital she could.

And Because Of That:

That night, and for a good couple of weeks after that, she didn't have the best of sleep. The anxiety and worry ate away at her. She didn't know the man, but she needed to know he was alright and so, she set out to visit him.. not in person, though. Picking out her costume again she went to the hospital and, once again, she crawled around the outside, locating his room.

He appeared fine and well now, but that metal contraption was still wrapped around him it seemed. She was just thankful he was alive. She left a small gift on the sill of his window, tapping the glass before leaving.

And Because Of That:

Otto may have appeared fine on the outside, but just like the scars that will soon enough be on his back, he had scars of the mind as well. The poor man had merely been doing his job, trying to please his body and not wanting to risk losing his job.. only to be thanked with an attempted murder. Something like that made him a bit.. unstable. It wasn't like him, but his anger and frustration at his boss was slowly growing as he recovered his energy from that night.

So, when he was healthy and healed enough physically and given access to his actuators again, he couldn't help himself.. couldn't stop himself. He sought out revenge on his boss for all he'd put him through for the many years he'd worked for him. Escaping the hospital with his actuators reattached.

Unfortunately for him, Acedia would come back once more to try and check in on how he was doing.. only to find he had gone missing and his window shattered with markings along the side of the building.

And Because Of That:

Acedia picked up a sense-- a familiar one.. one that brought back the dread from that night. She tracked him down back to Oscorp. Finding the entrance shattered and many people fleeing and screaming.. She needed to act fast before someone got hurt.

Using the elevator and even scrambling up the side of the building, she made it to the top. The boss's office floor. She looked inside and narrowly avoided an object being thrown at the window, shattering it completely. Shouting and crashing came from inside and she hurried in quickly before things escalated further. Witnessing the sight of Otto in some new clothes, hovering in the air with the help of his actuators. Two of which were around Norman Osborn, his boss.

From what Otto was saying Acedia knew she had to be fast. Shouting herself and gaining the confused attention of Otto and Norman. Part of her felt this was a bad idea, but she knew it was the right thing to do if it meant saving a life (oh, if only she knew). She was quick again to dodge a mechanical arm zipping toward her, bounding back in response with her words to try and coax Otto to leave Norman alone.. bad idea.

He dropped Norman, which was her intention, but he soon and very quickly rushed toward her, she scrambled quickly out the window and down to the nearest open window on the lower levels. He chased after her.

And Because Of That:

The chase was exhausting for both parties involved, but eventually Acedia was able to talk Otto out of whatever mental state he was in. Otto piecing together who she was and realizing who Acedia was-- the one who had saved him that night. He broke down in tears and apologies. He didn't know anymore what he was doing and she did what she could to console him, offering him a hug. He was hesitant but quickly accepted it.. he really needed this. Kind words and a warm embrace.

Otto apologized for everything he'd done, for causing such trouble.. and for ruining Acedia's costume. He offered to make it up to her, telling her of where he lived and to drop by sometime to visit and to discuss what he can do for her, to repay her. Acedia agreed, but asked he write it down so she could remember.

She was nervous, as always, when she had dropped by, but after some time together she relaxed and opened up a bit. She and Otto worked together and came up with a new costume for her to wear as a thank you gift. He insisted she didn't need to do anything more for him to pay him back, saving his life like she had was more than enough.

Until Finally:

A different man in Otto’s life sprung up not too long after, causing trouble and attacking the same man Otto had before. Acedia, still unaware but slowly growing a bad feeling about Norman Osborn, took it upon herself to once more try and help him, save him.

Little did she know, this next fight would be at her disadvantage. How could she fight someone who could fly when she, herself, was incapable and afraid of heights? Using her new vine shooter tool she was at least able to gain his attention-- unfortunately, she felt more like a sitting cloth in an open canopy than she has ever felt before with a flying predator swooping in.

The fight was luckily resolved by Otto finding her and using the actuators on his back to stop the man attacking her.. The man turned out to be Otto’s closest friend and business partner. He’d been distressed ever since he came back from a business trip a week ago unable to contact or find Otto, believing that Norman had done something to him-- and killed him. Adrian, Acedia now learns, is beyond relieved that Otto was alive and well.. Well. Mostly. aside from the arms now fused to his body, but that’s a story for another day. Otto will explain everything to Adrian later.

Despite what Adrian had done to her that night, Acedia willingly drops by to check on the older man, concerned about him, which surprises Adrian. However, he accepts her company and apologizes for how he acted and all. She continues to visit on occasion, bringing Otto along, too.

And Since That Day:

Acedia’s life may have changed, but it’s not so bad. She’s gained two new friends, a “grandpa” and a partner. Her life has definitely gotten more exciting just as she had always wanted, the monotony is no more and she’s doing a lot better mentally and.. despite everything that’s happened, she's happy.

More things have occurred since then, however, and with Otto as her partner in fighting crime and Adrian’s occasional aid, she’s able to handle whatever comes her way a lot better. Fighting crime, saving people, and solving some mysteries in her own little way.. And befriending some bad guys along the way.

#Ghostie mumbles #//long post #spidersona #tagging so I don't lose this sdkfjhdsf #I do not think I can write everything as a fic but I mean. this works I guess #I actually tweaked this since the last post mentioning it. it's uhh.. longer. oops.

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artificial-milkshake · 2 years

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Tokyo Red (Aka the Baki fic were the reader is a werewolf lmao)

TW: NSFW content ahead: Mentions of abuse Some angst Depictions of sex/violence Blood/gore Cursing

Part 1 out of ?? Prologue: Fate.

Yo there is heavy implications of abuse in the first part of this fic. The next part(s) won't mention it but it will be implied. ___________

"A full moon brings out the worst in people, it makes them...go wild!!" The sound of screaming could be heard and growling, as well as the sound of tearing clothing. The movie captivated the young girl as she sat and watched the wolf man chase down his prey. She couldn't take her eyes off the screen until she heard her father come into the room. "Come here you fucking bitch!" Her father shouted, slurring his words as he slammed his fist against the wall. The girl flinched at the sound and clung onto her stuffed wolf in fear. "Come on out my little Y/n!" The little girl clung to her plush for dear life as her father stormed into the room. All the while the movie played in the background and the moonlight shone through the window. She didn't let go of her little wolf plush as the first few blows began to rain down upon her. The man whom she called father continued to hit her until his knuckles were bruised and bleeding. The young girl lay there on the couch, her limbs weak and tired as her wolf plush fell to the ground. Splotches of blood covered the stuffed animal as the movie on screen came it an end. Weakly the girl looked up and saw the werewolf howl at the moon, he was covered in blood...Just like her plushie and herself. As she began to loose consciousness she had one thought running through her head. "Monsters aren't real. Humans are the real Monsters..."

The little girl known as Y/N would grow up, and as she did, so did the rage inside her. Red would engulf her very being as her father would continue on. Until...one day in mid September when she was ten years old. Y/N had just gotten off the bus from school when an all black van pulled up beside her. She didn't even notice the van until the sound of the door sliding open alerted her, but it was too late. A man with a rag jumped from the van and tackled her to the ground, shoving the rag in her face. The world around her suddenly started to spin and the world went dark.

The young girl awoken with a headache and in some strange, yet familiar room. She got up and looked around the room for a way out, to no avail. She sat there staring ahead at the door, until the sound of voices startled her out of her trance. Immediately she recognized her father's voice, yet she felt nothing. "I'm glad that my little Y/n can be of use to someone other than myself." Said her father to some unknown man, who could be heard laughing. "Yes she'll be quite useful for our testing." Said the unknown man as he and her father began walking away. "Tests?" Y/n asked herself as she shifted uncomfortably at the thought of some alien men studying her. She did not know that the uncomfortable thought was far less worrying than what would happen to her.

In the first few months nothing happened besides some small tests on her strength and her mind. Nothing truly bad happened until a year or so later when the doctors all got switched out with new ones. That's when the experiments truly began. These experiments altered her mind and her body, until she was nothing like the girl she was before. At the age of 18 Y/n was able to be let free from that place. There was no way her life would be normal...Scars from various animals and weapons littered her body, her nails were unnaturally sharp, as were her canine teeth, not to mention that her physical form would change whenever there was a full moon. The genetic experiments had made her into a werewolf.

The experiments might have changed Y/N, but her thirst for revenge against her father and the people that created her didn't.

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Yolo. Urm bruh moment.

#baki #baki x reader #baki son of ogre #baki the grappler #baki hanma #fanfic #bruh bruh bruh

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mazuwii · 2 years

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Chapter 11 || Stolkhom

Reiner x reader

Previous chapter

Authors note: I hit an art block so hard it just knocked me off my motivation to get out of my room. And it’s still not back, but I managed to finally complete this chapter. Another one is coming and I’ll leave you guys to make an opinion of what’s happening. Thanks for all the support! It really helps me.

Warnings: age regression and violence

The letter had arrived faster than Y/n expected. In under a week. Reiner had better behaved this week so as she read the letter that proclaimed his eligibility for surgery, she hesitated.

He was playing with their puppy Pluto, holding the toy away from him and watching as the golden creature eagerly hopped up and down.

Observing the two, she wondered if he even needed help anymore. The night terrors slowly died down, and he doesn't get violent tantrums anymore- but maybe that's because she hasn't given him a reason to get mad or angry. Suppose if he did get angry while Mihai was living with them, what if he began to harm himself? Would he scream and cry? He'd never dream of hurting Mihai but the very sight would terrify his son.

There were equally enough reasons to not do the surgery as much as there were to do it. The doctor helped her estimate the cost and she could afford it... but was it worth it? Especially since this is brain surgery, something that is rarely done during these years. Does the clinic have enough experience? What if Reiner just gets worse?

"Hey, Y/n! Come play with us!" He giddily called over, waving the squeaky ball around. Y/n smiled and joined the two. It wasn't so bad to take a break after all that stressful thinking.

The three went outside to play. Y/n watched by the porch as the excited puppy chased after the childish man. She had never seen him so happy to be active before. He spun around to run backwards, teasing the dog with the desired ball in his hand. At last, he chucked it, distracting Pluto.

Reiner watched with a proud smile at the dog darting into a straight beeline towards the thrown toy before it had even landed. His hand went up to cover his eyes from the sun for a better view. However, he had missed the fast dog, only realising he was staring at the wrong area once a fluffy ball of excitement collided against his hip.

The tall man fell backwards onto his bum in shock, delighted to see the puppy panting on his torso, pawing his way up to his chest with the retrieved toy in his drooling mouth.

Observing all this activity made Y/n come to the conclusion that Reiner didn't need any help. He was strong and healthy, even after all that trauma, after all his injuries. Those scars on his body remind her that he's been through worse... but who's to tell if being betrayed is worse than having a whole nation despise you. For him, it's now two.

Whatever, she thought as she called him back inside, he still has her, and that's how it'll always be.

The routine continued for the rest of the days. Bathe him, feed him, go to work and then come back and hope he's eaten. Feed him, play with him and repeat. She kept going regardless of her constant fatigue.

By the time the appointment rolled around, she was ready to collapse. It was her break day. She'd usually want to nap, make small arrangements or knit small cute things while Reiner scribbles another one of his crayon drawings. Not today, perhaps the surgery may happen today.

This time, Reiner didn't fall asleep on the bus. He was watching the passing view, no matter how much a blur it was in. He seemed deep in thought, at peace with something inside of him. "I like birds." He randomly said.

"Yeah?"

"Mhm." He turned to her, "When I was younger, my mum had a lot of pet birds. A parrot. I got to name him Dieter, we had another pink one who died early- but, my favourite was the dove." His face would visibly soften the more he spoke about his old pet birds, especially once he mentioned the dove. Y/n knew about the dove since Karina would always talk about how inseparable the animal and her boy were, even going as far as flashing photos of her chubby son petting the soft bird.

"She was the nicest to me, and would be so excited when I came back home from training, you'd never expect an animal to be so happy."

"What was her name?"

"I just called her dove." He grinned in memory. "My uncle told me that doves represent peace and love. It made so much sense to me. Dove made me feel happy, after being picked on by everyone all day, she'd cheer me up just by being around me."

"She must've been your best friend at the time."

"Dove was like my guardian angel." His hand slithered its way to hers, his focus determined on their intertwining fingers, "The same way you are to me."

"Is that the reason?" Y/n inaudibly whispered, "I'm glad you can depend on me." She finally said. Her hand tightened around his. The soft connection of their skins put him to peace. He appreciated how she could help ease the burns of his memories. How they'd plague him at night, burying him further and further into fear and regret- until her soft snoring breaks him out of it. Her arms extended around him like an affectionate sloth.

Y/n was his dove. A reminder that maybe, the world is less harsh than everyone makes it out to be, perhaps things get worse and perhaps things become amazing. In either one of those outcomes, she'll be by his side, and he'll be by hers. Always.

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"Mihai!" Zeke called, worried the child would go to far off into the road, too immersed in his rolling soccer ball. "Don't go too far off, okay?" He finally caught up, hoping to lead him back inside without anyone noticing. However, his efforts soon proved to be useless.

"Say Zeke,"

The bearded man tensed up at the voice from behind. He clenched Mihai's shoulder. The touch seemed to transfer a warning concern from the man to the child who didn't even bother turning around to properly face the direction of the voice.

"What's Braun's kid doing with you?"

"Taking care of him while Y/n mentally recovers from the trauma of losing her husband." He said with irony strongly laced in his tone.

"Where is she?"

"She didn't tell me. She just said she'd come back for him... now if you'll excuse us"-

"I find that hard to believe."

"Well, either way, he has to go back inside." He hoisted the nervous boy up onto his hip, "Unless you needed something?" Zeke turned around to face his superior. Magath's gaze was glued to Mihai, yet he was tucked under Zeke's chin, hiding away from the 'scary man'.

"Yes, you didn't show up to the meeting today. I clearly instructed you to show up."

"That's because Mihai was feeling sick this morning, I couldn't very well abandon a child, could I?"

"Where was your partner?"

"Pieck had an urgent call, she insisted but I assured her."

With a sigh, he shifted his watchful glare and faced the floor. "Very well. I shall tell you now,"

Zeke resisted the urge to step back when he took a step forward. Some part in him urged that he was trying to seem threatening... and it was working. No matter how taller or stronger Zeke was than him, this man was like a snake, ready to bite at any moment.

"We're facing conflict with the mid-east." He proceeded to explain, even with the child listening to the details of possible war. Mihai restrained a scream. He knew his father was a soldier once, did the possibility mean he'd get sent again?! His mum was always cautious about living here... that war was as normal as taking a walk here, at any second, they could come and take his father away, to draft him off.

What would they do to uncle Zeke?! His chubby hands grasped a fistful of the man's shirt, alerting him of his anxiety.

As a response, Zeke palmed the back of his nephew's head, stroking his scalp with his thumb. Once Mihai gained the confidence to look up, he was met with his uncle's kind smile. Every wrinkle, and feature that he took in somehow soothed the absence of his parents.

"If that's all, Sir." Zeke carefully bowed.

"Da- uncle Zeke." He started, trying to pretend like he didn't almost accidentally utter the word 'dad'. The blond man hummed in response, "You won't go back out there... w-will you?"

A dry chuckle started up from within his throat, "Of course not," he pinched Mihai's nose. "They're only threatening us to give them what they want."

"Really?"

"Mhm."

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"No!" He childishly screamed, hiding behind his wife. "Sir, please-"

"Y/n don't let him take me! He's evil!"

"Reiner"-

"Please, you love me don't you?"

Stuck in a never-ending cycle of arguments, Y/n could only see a few outcomes. Security could come over to drag Reiner into the operating room but Y/n begged the doctors not to do that even when Reiner was swatting at every hand that tried to drag him away from Y/n. He clung to her like a needy child.

"We don't have much time, Mrs Braun we'll just have to call"-

"Please! Just- just give me a second..." she pleaded with her eyes, unusually wide like a puppy would. She felt ashamed, when was the last time she even made such a face to a stranger?

The doctor huffed out in exhaustion, his shoulders slumped. His job surely became more difficult when he heard the name 'Braun'. The overgrown child that never had a smile on his face when torn away from the mature lady beside him. "Fine."

The instant he was away, Y/n snatched the blond's arm, forcing him to face her, taken aback when witnessing tears spilling out of his eyes. "Hey, hey, what's wrong?"

"Y-Y/n! Don't leave me, you can't!- I'll see those- those people being ripped apart, crying!- I can't do it again! Don't make me do it again!-"

"Shh, shhhh..." She pulled him into her arms and rubbed his back. "That won't happen today, I promise."

"You... promise?"

"I do. And remember what I said?"

He released himself from her shoulder and rubbed his eye, offering a depressing nod. "You never make a promise you won't keep."

"Besides, I'll be here. Until you come out, we can both go home. If we make it in time I can read you a book."

"My favourite?" The corner of his lip quirked upward.

"Your favourite."

With that, he reluctantly followed to the room. Y/n couldn't give him a nod this time, since, she wasn't too sure herself. In the damned letter, the doctor revealed how rare surgery was, how past brain surgeries have fucked up so bad that the patient would have been better off with their starting condition, no matter how bad it was.

She began to doubt herself. As a mum. As a wife. As a friend- hell even a human! Yet it was too late, twenty minutes had already gone past, it's not like she could break into the room and abruptly demand they stop.

What were they even doing?! Did they cut his head open or something? How can they fix the so-called damage to his brain? Even Y/n didn't get to see the X-ray pictures. It was times like these that she needed Zeke and Pieck by her side, hell even Porco would do the job well. Just someone to hold and comfort her. To tell her she was doing the right thing.

"Reiner..." She shakily whispered, tucking her chin onto her chest to hide her face from the eyes of nobody. Again, the hospital was empty. It was a bit odd that she was always the only one in the waiting room. But she didn't think too much of it, other people were probably too short on money to afford the doctors. She was lucky if she even saw one.

Her thoughts were like a storm and she was the only insane person to be standing in the midst of the chaos. Her sticky clothes drenched in the useless questions about the inevitable future, her skin numbing to the mercilessly freezing wind. Y/n's body ached, her mind ached- it ached, everything ached! As loud as the furious sky, she shrieked. Someone take me, just take all of me and leave everyone else alone!

By the time she could lift her head back up, her neck throbbed. How long had it been? Her half-lidded eyes carefully twitched along to the dark sky. It was a clear night, stars were out, the open windows releasing in the freshest air she had ever smelled. Nights like these were perfect to fall asleep to. Outside buried with nature, not a care in the world.

"Ma'am?" Y/n's gaze slightly pivoted as she squinted her eyes at the receptionist in front of her. "Are you alright?"

Y/n nodded, her body still weak in fatigue. She wasn't getting too much sleep or eating as much as she should. Even standing up made her dizzy.

By the time the familiar scent of clean washing soap softly wafted over her face, she couldn't tell what was going on. But she took his hand and gladly let him assist her out of the hospital and into the cold night. It was Reiner, she knew that, what she didn't know, however, was if it was a dream.

The peacefulness of it, the serenity of the silence and ambience. The moving and almost empty bus had no lights in it. It almost seemed like the world beckoned her to sleep, finally to be able to rest. Maybe not the desired amount, but at least just to get her energy back.

Her cheek drooped against his chest, his warm arm nestling her weary body against him.

Of course, her content slumber was interrupted when the bus stopped at what the man wordlessly insisted was their stop. With her eyes barely open, she limped out of the bus, the man holding her close as she did, in fear she'd clumsily topple over.

His arm enveloped her waist while the other held her hand, maintaining her weight as she leaned against him. The atmosphere wasn't as bad as her previous imagery. The sky wasn't miserably grey. The clouds weren't scolding her. It was calm and clear. The sound of crickets, the gentle breeze encouraging her weak legs to give out.

By the time the familiar sound of her door opened, her sore feet levitated off the ground, someone bearing all of her weight after the door shut. She could barely tell without the creaks of the stairs where she was taken to. "You'll drop me..." She incoherently mumbled against him, even though she knew if there was no one to assist her, she'd happily snooze on the cold floor. Sleep was sleep.

Slowly and gently, the plush mattress welcomed her sore body. Her feet went lighter after each shoe and sock was taken off, the air welcoming her feet. Another mutter even she couldn't understand left her lips

Nevertheless, it mildly alerted the caring man before her. His footsteps sounded clearer and before she knew it his calloused fingers stroked her cheek. "Shhh, it's late, dove. Go to sleep." The familiarity of it, the smell, the voice. Everything about this moment made her tear up. "You smell like my dad..." She sniffled, "Just... like him."

The moisture in her cheeks was wiped away and a kiss between her brows softened her features, allowing her to wilt back into sleep.

Next chapter

#reiner braun #reiner #aot warriors #levi ackerman #zeke #pieck #reiner x reader #Reiner aot #Reiner braun x reader #stolkhom #pieck x Zeke #jikupiku

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multi-lefaiye · 2 years

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omg bestie you should talk about some of your thoughts about the founder of lunism

haha wow bestie omgg this is so unexpected!!! (this is a joke, i am aware i sent myself this ask)

(content warning for this whole ask for discussions of religion and cults--though this is a fictional religion, still tread lightly! i'm putting things under the cut after a certain point just to be safe! and because this got long)

alright, so i decided ultimately that this guy isn't the FOUNDER of lunism, but he is immensely important within the church itself. his name is dr. vitaly lazarus and he's the head of the New Moon facility located in the city of Luna, which is pretty much the center of lunism as a whole.

as a reminder, the goal of lunism, because yes this is an organization with an agenda, is to find a way to kill the gods. lunists believe that the gods are imposters, and they want to destroy those imposters and replace them with their own gods :) they also believe all magic is inherently heretical and must be eradicated.

(picrew link: [link])

[Image Description: A picrew of my OC Vitaly, a pale-skinned man with pointed ears, narrow green eyes, and fluffy brown hair. He has thin stubble on his chin and a small scar over his mouth, and he wears a grey turtleneck sweater under a black coat. In the picrew, he has a smirk on his face and is holding up one hand, which holds a cigarette, as he stands against a red-black gradient background. End ID.]

dr. lazarus is 36 years old and the youngest son of lunism's actual founder, a woman whose name i haven't decided yet but i have a few ideas. because y'know i need a murderous girlboss here. and, yes, he has his doctorate AND his position at the facility purely through nepotism, and he is completely shameless about it. he doesn't even pretend to have the experience or qualifications necessary for his position, but no one challenges him because he has a direct line to his mom (and also because his other siblings are pretty murderous as well, but that's another thing entirely).

now, don't get me wrong--he IS incredibly intelligent. vitaly is calculating, smart, and manipulative. he also just happens to be a whiny little asshole who gloats about his connection to the founder and uses it to get what he wants.

in terms of his role in the story, vitaly is the one who finds out about gaia's whistleblowing and decides to have them.... taken care of, which he plays a very direct and personal role in.

however, what he didn't expect was for gaia to survive and escape the facility, nor for them to start going against lunism very publicly to dismantle the religion as a whole.

throughout the larger story, vitaly is one of the main antagonists trying to find gaia and mihael, and while i do think he has the POTENTIAL for a redemption arc, i'm much more interested in seeing how bad he can get. i love the idea of him and gaia having parallel corruption arcs, spurred on by their desperation to fucking destroy each other.

one scene idea i have is like. a confrontation between vitaly and gaia, in which vitaly, who has been staunchly anti-magic for much of his life, injects himself with pure, undiluted magical essence to give himself powers so he an Fuck Gaia Up. unfortunately, he also triggers a super painful body horror transformation for himself! good job, vitaly!

anyway vitaly is the epitome of a poor little meow meow and i love and loathe him in equal measure. i want him to get fucking drop-kicked.

i also really want a scene where he meets eve and adam, two people who were put through horrific and painful torture at his orders. i just think.... adam and eve deserve to kick his ass... just a little.

#talk to the bunnykitty #asks i send myself as a bit #magic apocalyptica #i love talking about magic apocalyptica sadfjkl;#i am ever so slowly constructing a storyline #even if this is mainly a worldbuilding project. i love making characters and stories #and character-driven stories #religions cw #cults cw

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smaika · 2 years

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"I Blame myself"

Will x Reader

Warning: mentions of blood, mental disorder,Trauma

Y/N Abilities: Telekinesis, Teleportion,Mind Control

As you were on the way to the Wil's House's cause you didn't feel save ever since the accident at the mall even though you and eleven both have powers.

Recently you've been having nightmares of the lab, of how they experimented on you and beat you for every mistake you made. But the worst nightmare was about how you created this whole mess. Yes you created the upside down and left a gate open after escaping the Lab with Eleven that's also where you met you're now Best Friend/Child Dustin he and his friends were sceptical about you and Eleven but seeing how you were both sisters they had no choice but to keep you both. Eventually you guys found will, but It took awhile to get the shadow monster out of him after that incident he kinda became a monster Detektor.

Fast Forward to recently The Shadow Monster escaped the upside down all thanks to the Russian and it possessed Billy and made do bad bad things later on it made Billy kidnap you but Eleven protected thinking that you don't have powers any more but that could anything from the truth. Billy ended up winning knocking everyone out , taking Eleven with him instead of you seeing you how you were conscious but had a broken leg because of Billly do you couldn't really do much you slowly started to overthink making everything around you levitate aswell as you. Actually didn't Notice this, with all the thoughts of what could happen to eleven because of you. Before you knew it you passed out.

When you woke up it was in your face

It was in your face.

it was smiling at you.

And Repeated The words.

they forgot about you.

They hate you.

Look at the spot where you last saw Max,Lucas and Mike.

They were gone.

Did they really forget about you... That's when you heard Someone call your name.

(Will's POV)

"Y/N WHERE ARE YOU"i shouted as i looked around for any sign of her but to no avail, that's when I hear slight whimper from a room in the hallway. "Y/N IS THAT YOU" i shout as i walk into the hallway, to see her pushing her body and visibly broken leg trying to leave the room "Will?" She says trying to stand on one leg. l quickly run to her side helping walk to the ambulance waiting outside.

(Reader's POV)

Once i was in the ambulance ready to be taken to the hospital Eleven,Max, Dustin,Mike and Lucas run up to me and apologize for forgetting me inside...

See they forgot you

They forgot me....

They forgot me.....

Those words kept ringing in your head thay kept reminding you that you were forgotten it was right they hated you...you had to become better, you had to become stronger so that you were protecting them.

After arriving in the hospital you just starred at a wall not even saying anything it's not like you could you had to broken your leg and a rib if not two but the worst if them all is that you had to go speech therapy cause them forgetting you and you almost got Eleven killed. Those things scarred you but the fact you were forgotten was the worse kind of pain. You officially gone mute , you didn't even move your lips an inch you were just stuck like that Everyone started to get worried so Joyce got a doctor and she explained everything to them your condition and they looked at her in horror. Will immediately ran into your room and finally saw your eyes slowly losing hope somewhat emotionless. Will knew it was his fault for not remembering sooner that you were in there he started apologizing asking you to just have lil bit of hope left in your eyes.

Fast Forward 2 years later you and Mike where on the way to Wills House but first you actually have to land in California since as for now you both were still on plane there and Mike wasn't making this anymore tolerate able with his ranting of how his gonna spend his Sommer with Eleven, Might be mute but he makes you wish you were deaf...

After landing you saw will and El there it seemed like was holding something in he's hand but you didn't really pay attention to it since you immediately hugged him. after hugging you he immediately went Mike and asked him how he was instead of asking you, you slightly hurt but you didn't mind it. Mike and Eleven hugged and Mike handed eleven the flower he'd been dragging with him all day, As you looked at Will you could see that he was looking a little down so went over to talk to him "are you okay?" You asked after placing a kiss on he's cheeks "yeah I'm fine just that I wanted to give Mike this Painting, but he didn't even notice me?!" You looked at your now angry boyfriend and you felt a little hurt that he did bring you a gift but you still made sure to reassure him Mike didn't Forget him and cared about him.

He's fiasco went on throughout the whole trip that you decided to go home since you were invisible to everyone except Joyce and Murray but they weren't here either so you wrote a letter teleported home to find a Steve ravishing to your stuff wants he found what he needed he turned around to be met with an angry y/n the sight scares him resulting to a girlish scream sounding almost identical to Lucas's. "Steve Harrington why are you going through my draws.."you said in a very uncomfortable calm voice "saving lives" he said in a very sketchy laugh "hand over the phone NOW" he swore he's ears where bleeding "here , im sorry plss just don't shout or scream" said in fear while cleaning ears in attempt to hear clear again.

"so this Vecna dude kill people with extremely depressing backgrounds and you also suspect that he was once an experiment in the lab and he was and he was tattoo the number 001....am i forgetting anything" you say the last part full with sarcasm before looking at Steve with a "am i right?" Look that just makes Steve more annoyed than he already is with you. " No you didn't miss anything." He said sass filling he's voice "but we don't know for a 100% if it's actually him and if yes, we where kinda hoping you to know how to defeat since you where there before El" Lucas said looking at you in hope. You sigh before you talking again "Ones weaknesses lie where one is most at home" say before creating candles out of nothing and closing your eyes.

Ok this is the last update to this thing

Here is my besties acc

Its enjoyable to listen to while reading angst 😌

#Angst #steve harrington #steve x reader #mental disorder #ptsd #Spotify #stranger things

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