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A brief explanation (so to speak): I saw this post by @whump-queen and my heart stopped beating. With shock. In absolute awe. Amazing prompt list, i died. Anyway the gods of creativity ordered me to do something with the feels installed and so i did. *cue the evil laughter like some street raccoon cackling over their can of olives*
For Your Own Good
CW: exhaustion, forceful caretaker being an asshole, noncon drugging, feeling humiliated, headache, manhandling, restraints, medical whump, forced into getting medical attention, general whump (let me know if i missed anything!)
Hero couldn’t walk without stumbling. As it was, they barely got through the entrance. 
Their head throbbed, the earth spinning beneath their feet. It was bad. It usually was. But this time– this fight– had been different. Worse. A thousand times worse. Villain had been relentless and Hero could feel every mark that Villain had left on them. Hero wanted nothing more than to crumble into a thousand pieces. Right there. All over the floor.
Breathe in.
Breathe out. 
Hero took another step forward. If they could only get to their room, then it would all be fine. They could lock the door and burrow under the blankets and shut out reality and ignore their bruises and that stupid, stupid headache– 
Hero pressed trembling fingers to their temples.
The throbbing was getting worse. 
They grabbed the stair rail with both hands, pulling themselves forward. 
Black dots swarmed their vision, protesting against the sudden movement. 
Breathe. 
And they climbed the first step, leaning heavily on the rail. Someone cried out in pain. It certainly wasn’t them. They were fine. Fine. Yet their hand slipped on the rail and they barely avoided slamming their head into the yellow wallpaper of the opposite wall. 
“Hero?” 
The voice seemed to come from a long distance away. A very long distance. 
“Hero!” 
Hero ignored them. They needed to get to their room. They didn’t have time for this. Besides, they were fine. 
So long as they remembered to breathe. And not too deeply either because, god, their ribcage hurt along with everything else. 
Breathe. 
Not too deep. 
One foot in front of the other. 
Was the floor supposed to move like that? They couldn’t remember. Couldn’t– couldn’t think. It hurt too much. It all hurt too much. 
And then arms were around them, lifting them off the stairs and down to level ground. One of the team– Medic– was asking what was wrong. 
Hero jerked away the instant their feet touched the floor, skin throbbing where Medic had touched them. Medic couldn’t have known– but it had hurt. It had hurt to have hands wrapped around them, pressing on their ribcage. Besides, Hero felt safer with their back against the wall. 
“Where are you hurt?” asked Medic. Straight to business, as always. 
Hero tried to wave them aside. “I’m not hurt.” Did their voice really shake that badly? Did they really sound that pathetic? Hero shuddered. They just needed to sleep it off. Right?
Medic considered them in a new light. Hero was lying. They couldn’t hide the pain in their words anymore then they could hide the fact they were about to pass out. 
Medic walked forward, taking Hero’s chin in their hand, ignoring their friend’s protests. They turned Hero’s face this way and that in the light. It wasn’t cruel. But they weren’t particularly kind either. They noted the bruises. The exhaustion that could not be hidden. 
Medic’s lips formed a thin line as they dropped Hero’s face. 
Hero shrank back. The fact that they had been too weak to pull away on their own pummeled them, the words repeating over and over again in their head. 
Weak. 
Pathetic. 
“Don’t do that again,” they whispered. “Please.” They didn’t think they could stand having anyone else touch them.
Medic frowned. “You need medical attention.” 
Hero shook their head frantically. “No, I’m fine– I’ll sleep it off, I swear. Just leave me alone. You’ll leave me alone, right?” 
You’re not like Villain, right? 
A tired sigh. “Are you going to cooperate or not?” 
Hero looked away and tried to push past them. Hoping they would let them walk away. They should have known better. 
Medic grabbed their shoulders, pinning their arms behind them. When Hero struggled to get free, they called for the rest of the team. 
Hero couldn’t understand what was said– the roaring in their ears drowned out the words, the black dots in their vision growing. But soon there were more hands and sympathetic expressions.
Hero wanted nothing more than for the earth to swallow them whole. This was– this was beyond humiliating. Dragged by their own team, people they had trusted for god’s sake, into the infirmary. They could make out individual words, whispers of pity. 
“It’ll be okay, Hero.”
“It’s for your own good.” 
Hero stifled a scream. This– this– this was far worse than Villain’s brutal fights. Far worse than Villain’s pitiless blows. “Don’t touch me!” 
Please. 
They didn’t listen. 
Medic forced Hero onto a medical table. There was no getting out of this. There was metal underneath them and hands on their wrists and ankles. 
“I hate you,” Hero whispered into the light. It burned. Too bright. They blinked back tears, spitting the words out again, as hard as possible. 
“I hate you.” 
Medic’s expression hardened. They snatched up a needle. “Hold them still.”
Hero squeezed their eyes shut as something sharp pierced the inside of their elbow. The black dots enveloped the rest of their vision. 
The last thing Hero heard was Medic’s voice, unusually sharp. “It's for your own good.” 
A/N: Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list or anything! (tho said tag list is currently nonexistent)
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juicyflawless25 · 11 months
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Hello everyone! I know I’ve been pretty silent this week. I promise I’m not ignoring anyone! I’ve seen a few tags for me in some things and I will get to them! I hope to have some fics done soon as well. But I just wanted to let you guys know that I am still here, just a little busy! 🤗
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sacredthefran · 1 year
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I’ll be uploading pt 2 of Cream & Sugar tomorrow 😬 I decided to rewrite a couple of things last minute
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kindlythevoid · 10 months
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I would like to say that I support Mother Goose in all his ways.
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cowardlykrow · 2 months
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“Not my circus, not my monkeys”… Except those are his monkeys and they are the circus
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bkgpackets · 23 days
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bakugou, who’s now well into his early thirties, has collected enough hero of the year awards, so he goes vacationing a lot; his favourite places would be rural areas that offer good food and are usually on the hotter and more humid side
you meet him in a five-star hotel in malaysia, it was 6 pm, the sun is setting and you’re alone in the pool, having been sent here for a business trip, it’s the last few days and you get to have them to yourself, it’s cool and quiet, kids who splash around in the shallow areas have gone back to their hotel rooms and families have started looking to tourist spots for food
the sun is golden and gentle on your countenance with your face still dripping with water, you hear someone swim up next to you to land themselves onto the swim-up bar next to the infinity pool, you give them a glance while moving your cocktail glass farther to give them space, and holy fucking shit he’s blonde, he’s ripped and his face rests so pretty
‘hey, i’m y/n, where’re you from?’ you smile as nicely as you can, timid in nature from his intimidating glow, ‘i’m bakugou, i’m from japan,’ the way he speaks has a nice accent to it, fluent but not entirely native, it makes his otherwise rough voice soft.
‘you travelling alone?’ he asks after a moment of silence passes, you don’t look at him but continue gazing at the now purple clouds, the sun is slowly dipping behind the islands from afar, it looks majestic.
‘mhm, i probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but i have some faith,’ you hum, the way you finish your sentence is a gateway and an invitation for him to continue speaking, and he takes the bait with enlightenment, ‘you drink yeah? there’s a bar on the rooftop that i’ve been meaning to go to, so come with me?’
you look away from the mesmerising sky and at the mouth-watering sight next to you, the way he looks at you makes you uncharacteristically shy, you blush and head towards the ladders, ‘i’m staying in room 106, see you there at 7 pm.’
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wistfullywaiting2 · 23 days
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The biggest misconception in the bsd fandom ever to me is people constantly portraying Atsushi as someone who trauma dumps excessively when he canonically barely talks about it at all.
The entire point is that Atsushi does not talk about his trauma he’s just constantly thinking about/reliving it. He can’t escape the memories of his past so he tries not to acknowledge them.
He only mentions it when asked, either directly or when someone asks him to explain himself.
Atsushi doesn’t even give a cohesive explanation for what he saw while under Dogra Magra, he just apologizes to Haruno and Naomi.
If Lucy hadn’t had her whole “you’ve never suffered the way I have” spiel then I doubt even the audience would’ve gotten to find out about his scars
If Akutagawa never asked him how it felt for the orphanage headmaster to die Atsushi would have never told him that he’s been hallucinating.
In the omake where Kyoka asks him why his hair is like that it’s clear he wouldn’t have told her that unless she had asked.
In 55 minutes Atsushi very briefly mentions sleeping on a dirty floor somewhere to Kunikida because he was trying to explain and justify his behavior.
And the thing is that there are scenes that implies that the other characters see Atsushi behaving strangely and are visibly confused because they do not understand what’s wrong with him.
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Remember, we as an audience get to see things about characters that the main cast doesn’t. Just because we see into Atsushi’s mind doesn’t mean the other characters know what’s going on in there.
Also little footnote here that I think the scenes with Lucy and Akutagawa in specific are probably references to the moon over the mountain but I digress
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flovoid · 2 months
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happy birthday… Keith
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sherbetyy · 7 months
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the teddy bear of a man. chomp chomp chomp
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kitamars · 9 months
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hello. um. sorry for disappearing for like two months. imagine me getting hit with a truck called “The Worst Creative Block In Your Life” and getting thrown headfirst into the gintama rabbit hole. it’s quite cozy down here. i think i need help.
anyways, have a bunch of accumulated doodles plus this terrifying kagura as apology tehe :3
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tessxblxckthorn · 1 year
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”you gave her a free pass just because you like the way she looks at you!“
excuse me george i love you but have you seen the way HE looks at HER??
LOCKWOOD & CO. | Season One
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ratcorner · 1 year
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[ID. A digital painting of the Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared protagonists falling into a convoluted spiral. In the center are the antagonists, intruding upon the scene. The canvas is crowded with images of the Teachers and the house. End ID.]
:•)
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denjidenjiji · 2 months
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I have never watched this movie!!!
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crismakesstuff · 25 days
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this fandom makes me sick sometimes ngl
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vic-does-battlecats · 27 days
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Minor spoilers for the already revealed chapters of the next A Starless Clan book Wind
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tadfools · 4 months
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I don’t want to say this where this comment was added because while it was rb’ed from me, the root post isn’t mine and I don’t want to drag op in a circus tent. Do we really need to put homophobic on the highest shelf up from the tik tok folks?
This is about Kethric and ????? Homophobic coded??? Statistically and logically speaking, there are going to be queer people that you do not get along with and that you don't like in real life. That's just the way people are. And it's not because we're queer, it's because we're human
Kethric doesn’t hate Aylin because she’s a lesbian. He despises her because she is the child of Selûna, because he believes that she corrupted Isobel - not with queer cooties but with the love of a goddess who he felt betrayed him
If Aylin was a man, the hatred would not be diluted at all
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