Idk if anyone made a post on this or not BUT LIKE THE FERAL PREDATOR... He doesn't need a mask to breathe, unlike the other predators.
City predator definitely needed a mask to breathe. He even had a backup one in case he lose his main mask so he can breathe.
Idk about Jungle predator since it's at the end he took his mask off so I'm just gonna write that off as he doesn’t need his mask. While City predator does.
Feral, is so far, the only predator that does not have a mask that covers his mouth! So we can mark him off as not only a different predator but a predator that doesn't have a hard time breathing on other planets or maybe it's the opposite and that earth's atmosphere is perfect for him.
My theory on why City had a backup mask is because of pollution in the city baby 🥲
It can be hard to breathe in a City... I don't blame him for having a backup mask.
And if I'm wrong about any of this that's fine really. I've only seen the movies and haven't gotten to the comics yet :(
I just think it's neat to see that Feral doesn't have a breather while City has two masks, the main one, and a backup.
I think the mask is just incase wherever they go they cannot breath the air that they can with the mask but also I think it’s more when they go on hunts or missions all the data they need is put on those masks like in AVP we see all the masks plugged in on the brothers ship and it looks like it’s downloading a map of the pyramid then they take it off and put it on plus idk if this is true but they may either be rlly blind or something and the mask enhances their sight with the hot and cold temperature scanner.
Fanfic idea for moon knight writers; imagine the reader is from a family line that were always high priestess and/or avatars of Osiris and they only find out when they start hanging out with Steven like maybe something weird happens or Marc’s fighting as Moon knight with you near him and you can feel Osiris calling for you and once you know and become Osiris’s avatar you and Marc eventually work together and it’s like you’re so in sync with each other without having to say a word to each other and you and Steven love to geek out about ancient Egypt as well, it could take place during the show maybe and when they go to the Duat maybe you’re there with Osiris because you want to get your boys back and so Osiris tries to help you when he sees how you genuinely think they shouldn’t be there and how much you care for one another (I’ve had this idea for ages but I’m too lazy to write it so fanfic writers take it if u want just tag me in it so I can read it)
“I-It’s not fair, it’s not-” You whispered to yourself as you clutched your arms, shivers trembling your very soul as you tried to quietly calm down, the storm crackled outside making you jump. You never wanted your liife to be this, but what we don’t realise is our future is rarely ever decided for us… maybe when we’re old enough you have a slightly better chance at life dictating it with what you believe you should do. But what happens if you were groomed so harshly into believing lies, and that you couldn’t just simply leave…
Rattling at your bedroom door startled you again, you looked up at the old and dented door handle as it jerked around and you held your breath. “Let me in, right now! You don’t get to make up such monstrous lies about your brothers like that!” Your mother yelled from the other side of the door. “H-how… How did you not know?” You screamed horsley back, the door handle stopped moving. Silence filled the room and thin walls that lined it, You had never heard the place so quiet before. You slowly moved to lay down on your left side, trying to curl up into a small ball as tightly as possible, eventually you fell asleep to the comforting sound of the rain pattering.
Next time you woke up you heard faint screams, multiple people talking as you squinted your eyes slowly open as they adjusted to the abnormally bright light glaring down at you from above, you could finally make out that the walls were white, with no decor and a man was tilting his head to the left side of you. He had black glasses with half lenses, black short hair and you dared to say, he had a nice good looking face. Your arms jerked in the opposite direction of this stranger making you realise you was restrained and to a bed, you began to panic, ‘Why am I here? What did I do? What’s going to happen to me?’ Kept running through your mind as you frantically looked around your surroundings, there was so many nurses and doctors all around the room it terrified the crap out of you. The man to your left smiled a half smile as he noticed what was happening, you were starting to figure out where you were and how defenceless you were in that very moment. No one likes feeling like that, but to Blue… he liked it a little, just knowing he had all the power in that room right there and then. It’s a reason among many that he loves his job.
“Hi there… calm down, you’re fine…” Blue tried to say reassuringly but all it did was start to make tears build in your eyes as you faced the ceiling thinking you were done for. “Do you know where you are?” Blue asked while taking your first file made from the desk behind him, reading what your mother messily wrote down probably wanting to get out there in a hurry - no one liked being there really, not even the people who dragged the patients kicking and screaming there in the first place. Blue looked at you from the papers he was holding since you didn’t respond, you were just shaking your head at him refusing to make eye contact. Blue raised an eyebrow at that, normally all the patients there could at least do that even the ones who were diagnosed clinically insane. Biting his lip as he let his brain wonder he decided to just tell you. “You’re at Lennox mental institution, and you’re here because you decided to get a little handsy with far too many pills sweetheart…” Blue almost laughed to himself as he saw the numerous pill names listed, you started to thrash around your limbs again but this time you were actually crying. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of, we see it all the time… But we do have to keep you in those for a few hours though, possibly days it depends.” Blue motioned to the restraints, letting your papers rest on his right side.
“P-please don’t, I don’t b-belong here…” You tried to whisper to him but still you held no eye contact with Blue, you just flat out faced either the ceiling or the other side of you that was just one of the white walls. “No one does, but if it makes you feel any better lots of people come and go.” Blue went back to the side table pushed away from your bed and let your papers sit on it as he sighed to himself. The other nurses slowly made their way out of the room once they knew you were in the clear, eventually leaving you all alone with Blue. You started to shake a little, a little voice at the back of your head wouldn’t stop reminding you how so many ways this could end badly for you due to the continuous years of abuse you faced, and how your abusers would love you to be in this sort of position. Blue turned around as he heard little sobs and gasps coming from you, you were hyperventilating. He walked back over to you but this time he reached his hands out and moved your face so you had to look into his eyes. You closed your eyes tightly, blatantly refusing this time. “You need to calm down sweetheart…” He held your face in both of his rough hands, his thumbs mindlessly stroking your cheeks as tears fell down them. Blue sighed before continuing, he rolled his eyes at you, “Why won’t you look at me huh?” He waited for a response. “I-I don’t trust you, please leave me alone.” You tried to say sternly to him, but all he did was laugh at you trying to be so brave in this big bad mental hospital, he stopped stroking your face and instead let his hands go before putting his right hand back on your face with his thumb and index finger resting in a v position on your face and his other fingers under your chin making your lips puff out. Blue hummed as he brought his face closer to yours, rubbing his nose lightly on yours before bringing his mouth to your right ear and whispering, “I’m the best chance you have of getting out of this place and I’m sure you’ll soon realise that…” He finished with a kiss to the side of your head before standing up normally and releasing your face from his hand.
Blue grabbed your paperwork and started to walk to your room's door, smirking to himself as he turned on his heel, “You should get some sleep. It’s going to be a lonnng day for you tomorrow.” Blue turned the light out, closing your door and locking it, making his way back to his office to put the paperwork away and on his way out as he turned in for the night your mother was waiting outside, with a tissue grasped in her hand as she very fakely cried. “Mr Jones? Is she going to be okay now?” She questioned him. Blue was nearly convinced she cared but he had saw it all before, every neat trick all his patients and their parents played, he wasn’t a complete idiot. “Okay, cut the crap, we both know you’re not really crying and I don’t want to know why really to be honest with you, it’s been a busy day. Just know that she’s there and she isn’t escaping anytime soon, okay?” Blue spoke while opening his car, watching you mother as she quickly changed to no longer holding a tissue to her face as she faked the sounds of a weeping worrying mother. “... I-I can pay you…” She stuttered as she let go of her tissue and clumsily started to root around her purse, “just don’t let her ever come out, she’s ill and her… delusions… may seem completely real to her but in reality they are just twisted daydreams she entertains. If they get out… we’re ruined…” She held out a few $500 bills, and Blue looked menacingly at the woman before shaking his head and taking the cash. “What the hell, why not… it’s not like it’s going to be difficult.” Blue mummbled but as your mother turned away he spoke again, “Whatever you’ve done to her, I severly doubt she’ll be any problem here.” She scoffed as she faced him again, “ WE didn’t do anything, she’s just… so lost in the clouds she forgets what reality truly is Mr Jones.”
For the rest of the night you refused to sleep, knowing the last time your did your family shipped you off to a mental institution even though there wasn’t much worse places to be. You often heard stories, usually just word on the street, about how the only people that made it out of Lennox house were women who often turned to sex work once they were out and no one ever really knew why just that it was incredibly fishy. Unfortunately for you though, dawn was approaching and a certain Blue Jones couldn’t stop thinking about you the entire night, your mother practically sold him to you in his mind. Most people who wanted to keep his patients mouths shut just told him to do a mind damaging procedure and that was that, but your mother told him to just stop you from talking to the public and oh did the creativity run through his brain the entire night like a child that had been given a sugar overdose, he couldn’t stop thinking about how eventually he would pierce your fortress you had built for yourself and would know anything and everything about you one way or another…
a/n: here we go besties, here’s the first chapter and i might write the second one tonight idk yet but i hope u enjoyed!
Hiya ppl who still follow me for some amazing reason, so I watched sucker punch a few weeks ago, kinda maybe fell in love with Blue and I have a fanfic idea but not quite sure if I should give it a go? So this is like a synopsis of what it would be about and you guys can just gimme the yes or no for it because honestly idk
So, it’s a fanfic about orderly!Blue, where the reader arrives at the hospital because she’s had a mental breakdown sorta thing at her home where she was getting abused since the day she was born and she finally had enough of it but her parents pulled a sneaky and got her committed for it. Blue is immediately intrigued because of her file - there’s a long ass list of mental health issues and side notes that the reader has said but no ones fully investigated her side of the story - so he gets close to her, falls in love with her and realises she’s been abused and he wants to help her then at the end idk maybe Blue forges her release papers and then they just leave together? I love the idea of Blue being a selfish asshole but also a part of me wants to imagine him as someone who just loves obsessively and weirdly with maybe a few little fucked up fantasies. So, thoughts? Hell yes or no plz never do this fanfic? There might be some smut who knows but it would mainly be Blue taking care of the reader and i guess trying to help them psychologically but not so much that they’d see he wants them to be fully dependant on him so they would never leave him if you get what i mean?
me when one of my alters stop talking to me for a few days and I have barely done anything bc I don’t have them there encouraging me to look after our body so I forget about it n don’t see the point in it
"If you had a disorder as serious as DID, we would notice."
You did notice, you just called it by a different name.
When you noticed us acting different, you called it
childish
standoffish
unpredictable
too sensitive
insensitive
dramatic
manipulative
intentionally being difficult
When you noticed our amnesia, you called it
irresponsible
flakey
forgetful
not listening
not trying
unreliable
lying
When you noticed us dissociating, you called it
spaciness
daydreaming
not paying attention
not caring
stonewalling
acting stupid on purpose
wasting time
being lazy
People love to say they care about people with mental illness, and then disbelieve anyone who has one because they've already passed judgement on them.
Mmmm don’t u just love it when a friend compares what 15 years of genuine abuse from your family to their mum not buying them things because they’re an adult,, and this my friends is why we don’t ever compare traumas or try to get competitive over this kinda shit
@dumbfuck-mojave thank u, I just idk what I’m supposed to say to that when I was just telling them how imma be rlly sad once my holiday is over because I’ll be back to the same place I was abused for 15 years with my abusers still there and they just came out with “well my mum refuses to pay for things for me” and she’s done this before too, I told her in great detail my abuse bc I thought she was a good friend but then she came out with “well it could have been worse, your abusers could have shared you with ppl”
Mmmm don’t u just love it when a friend compares what 15 years of genuine abuse from your family to their mum not buying them things because they’re an adult,, and this my friends is why we don’t ever compare traumas or try to get competitive over this kinda shit
I see you found the website!! That picture of him with gorski sends me positively feral
I did! And all of them is making me wanna screech, my fav is this one;
Like I am deceased, dead, can’t think 💀 I’d die if Blue ever held my chin like that and kissed my forehead and we were robbed of whatever this scene could have been with that extra added on
@johnny-simpfinger IVE WATCHED SUCKER PUNCH LIKE 4 TIMES AND IVE NEVER SEEN THIS IN THE MOVIE BUT ITS GOTTA BE FROM AN EXTENDED SCENE OR SOMETHING IM NOT OKAY I AM WHEEZING FOR BREATH
