#dark scenario

[shingekiniana]

Villain!Saitama where he fights Tatsumaki last after killing the rest of the S-class. The fight gets more and more desesperated because if the top hero of the HA can’t win, then all hope is lost. Finally she tries to twist him, but he comes from behind and twists her neck instead in the most raw and anti-climatic ending possible.

[yourbuerokrat2]

In dark torture scenarios what if Q did something similar to the control remote from the Adam Sandler movie Click, he would pass someone entirely decadent life in front of them for fun and they wouldn't have the chance of doing nothing about it(more or less like Tapestry but this with someone who he doesn't like)

Also a great idea!

I haven't seen the movie in years, but I think I can remember a few things about it.

Because I think Q might pretend like he is doing that person a favour. As in they get to skip all the negative and 'boring' stuff and boom, if they just skip ten to twenty years they will have accomplished their goal.

After all, if it is riches, status, or anything like that a Q can give it to you and pretend like you did it yourself.

But oh no, you must have pressed the wrong button and now you are old full of regrets of only having cared about this single thing and nothing else.

And the last thing before death takes you is a grinning Q, winking at you 'glad to be of service.'

Or he promises that since you have proven to be such a good and smart one that he will make you experience the best moment/day in your life.

What Q didn't say that he was going to have you experience it on repeat. Forever. With you being the only person fully aware of it.

Also Q generally with people he does not like.

Like, can you imagine how Q Who would have ended it Q did not enjoy Picard telling Q he needed him so much.

If Q did something like that to a captain/person he did not want to teach a lesson to but someone he actually did not care about?

They would be assmilated all while having to hear Qs laughter.

[yourbuerokrat2]

Torture for someone with fear of bugs and insects: he puts insects on top of their body, forcing them to hold still, and they just slip in through the skin, going inside and crawling around. as someone who’s very scared of parasite bugs and stuff that’s probably how he’s torture me. I’d completely lose my mind and scratch myself bloody trying to get them out. so that’s how he’d probably make a fitting torture for every personal phobia, laughing as he watches the show

See, I too fear bugs. Which is why I would be terrified of Q. I think I remember a scene where Freddy Krueger turns a girl into a mixutre between human/cockroach and tortures her in this form. Because the bodies of cockroaches are very resistant so death no many times how many times you get stepped on doesn't come quickly.

And you ar eright. This god could fill you up with insects beneath your skin. All while keeping you alive. Threatening to do worse to your coworkers, friends and to make their nightmares real as well if you don't pretend like everything is alright.

Imagine having to walk around and you know there are millions of ants and parasites just beneath your skin. Wolking over your organs, bones, beneath your eyes, etc. Never really painful per say, because then you couldn't pretend like everything is fine. But you still feel like.

And the sounds. the chirping of crickets, you ever had to hear some of the sounds insects can make. Truelly horrible.

But no one but you hears them.

And when Q next time visits, you can bet your ass you are gonna get on your knees and beg. Pride? What is that`?

[principeswork-blog]

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[mafiabosstsuna]

Can we get a scenario with Dark!Giotto being protective over his SO? Like make it as dark as you want, I can't wait to see what ya'll come up with. 😈 Happy Halloween btw~!

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The sound of someone coughing echoed down the hallway. You wondered who it was, yet the throbbing in your head couldn’t let you think straight. Who is it?

Another cough sounded out. With a start you realized it was you who was coughing. Snippets of the events that occurred just moments before replayed in your mind.

The Vongola gardener… touching you… moving his hands up and down your legs… up you sides… your chest… suddenly…

Just like that he had clasped his hand around your neck. Because you had kept turning your head in order to avoid his sloppy kiss. In a fit of anger he had almost killed you, but the sound of voices had saved you. Letting you go, he had fled, and you had scurried into the safety of the hallway.

Now however, you longed for fresh air. Stepping out into the darkness, the cool breeze felt good against your bruised skin. Taking a deep breath, you tried your best to slow down your fast, beating heart. You would have to tell Giotto about this. No doubt he would get angry at him, but unlike the other mafia leaders, he would not hurt the gardener. Yes, no doubt he would be kicked out of the luxurious mansion, but he had always been a kind and gentle man up until now, and Giotto would probably keep that in mind. “He has to,” you whispered. Giotto wasn’t a wild beats like all the other leaders.

A shrill scream broke into your thoughts. Fearfully, you whirled around, trying to locate the source. Another one followed soon after. You glanced to your right. Just like you suspected, it had come from the wine cellar. It had recently been built and even though you had wanted to check it out, Giotto had gently assured you that it was still pretty dirty and he didn’t want you to get sick. That had been enough to keep you out, but now, your curious mind got the best of you.

The lock on the cellar doors had been removed, and you could see a faint light reflecting off the smooth walls. Quietly you made your way down the wooden stairs. This time a groan followed by a popping sound echoed. A voice called out, however, this time it was something you recognized. It was G!

Peering around the corner, you saw the unmistakable form of G. In front of him was another form you recognized. The gardener. Except he was in the last way you expected him to be in.

With his hand tied up in chains, blood ran down his face, all the while he was panting and gasping for air. G held a small black device in his hand, surrounded by other subordinates. He pressed a button on said device, and some blue sparks emitted out of it. An electric shocker? The thought made chills run up and down your spine.

G cleared his throat. “Again, tell us, did you or did you not touch [Name]?”

“I did not, I swear I did not!” The gardener’s voice was still coming strong despite the clear evidence of torture.

G pursed his lip, then started to bring the device down to the man’s body. Before he could however, you quickly jumped out of your hiding place. “Stop!” you screamed. All eyes turned to you. Before anyone could speak, you cried out, “What the hell is going on?”

G sighed. “What are you doing here?”

You ignored him. “Why are you doing this G? If Giotto found out–”

That seemed to strike a nerve in Vongola’s Storm Guardian. “What does it look like? I’m teaching this sorry bastard a lesson.” He glared at the tied up gardener. “Don’t even think about defending him. We all know what he did to you.”

Tears were starting to blind your vision. “But still, he doesn’t deserve such treatment. You could kill him!” You started to back away, desperately looking for that first step of the stairs. “Giotto wouldn’t agree to this. He’s not like you–”

“I’m afraid you’re wrong, [Name].” The voice came from behind you. You didn’t even have to turn around to see who it was.

Giotto stepped in front of you. “G is only acting upon my orders. Meaning, that  I ordered for this.“ He gestured to the bloody gardener.

The tears were flowing freely down your cheeks now. “But Giotto–”

He held a hand up for silence. “I’m sorry [Name], but I’m only protecting you. And for that, I am willing to do anything.” He didn’t have to spell out what “anything” meant. You could tell by the murderous look in his once warm eyes.