#save scum

[grimlock]

save scum at the carnival

[justxcomthings]

[image source]

JXT: Revealing a Hidden Event So You Know What to Counter and then Reloading the Save So You Don't Spend the Intel

[feral-creep]

[[ 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚖 ]]

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟚𝟛 - 𝕜𝕪𝕦̄𝕤𝕙𝕦̄ 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕤

is up on ao3 

excerpt

A cheery anchor gives an update on the sludge villain incident. All Might’s giving a soundbite about how the villain will pay for his crimes in jail, blah blah blah. That the police will take it from here.

All Might flashes a winning smile and boasts that justice has been served.

You laugh bitterly. “ Justice? Fuck off with that shit.”

Tomura’s reflection looks at you curiously. He had been focused on the TV, seething at All Might, until your outburst distracted him. "Hmm?"

“Nothing,” you mumble.

One of those slow, creepy smirks makes its way across Tomura’s lips. He looks like he could pounce. “What, you don’t think that’s justice? The bad guy gets locked away forever, courtesy of the Symbol of Peace?”

“I just think…” You look away, not wanting to meet his eyes in the mirror. “No one should die in a cage.”

[abnormoinfo]

forgot to post this week’s! comique for ya brain/eyes

also, new issue of the Abnormo Info comic book coming out soon! collects some of the Dorbo strips from 2020 and many unseen ones. become a patron to cop one when it drops |( peace

[8feet]

SAVE SCUM in a nutshell

[feral-creep]

[[ 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕦𝕞 ]]

ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ　２７：　ｆｉｎａｌ　ｂｏｓｓ

is up on ao3

excerpt

Tomura Shigaraki feels like he is going to throw up.

He’s at the forest clearing meetup spot at 6:43am, waiting for the mercenary villains to show up at 7:00 on the dot. The hideout was simply too small for everyone to gather.

All but one of Shigaraki’s relatives are clinging to him now, gripping his arms, neck, shoulders. It’s been a while since we’ve had a family reunion, he thinks darkly, nausea building as he attaches each one. The final step is putting Father on. He needs to be ready, no hesitation, primed to kill anyone who stands in his way today.

He’s definitely very close to vomiting as Father’s cold fingers attach themselves to his skin. It’s darker in here, clammy, and the palm reeks of formaldehyde. The rest of his family clutching to him feels claustrophobic. He wants them off and yet can’t imagine doing this without them.

“Kill a few kids,” he murmurs under his breath, taking that familiar death-smell into his nose, into his lungs, letting it circulate all through his respiratory system. The corpse-odor is part of his cells now. “All Might will be humiliated if we kill a few kids.”

There’s that itch he knows so well. He needs to decay something— soon.

[feral-creep]

i love the female journo who is so goddamn aggro lmao

she was def my inspo for Sanae. she owns one suit (clearly has gotten the job somewhat recently) and yet always knows where the scoops are.

[vividdreamersblog]

Last nights dream was a bit too personal to share. Just another family drama nightmare.

However there was this part where I was in a Hastings smoking a delta-9 cart; except the wax kept coming out and I pulled the wax out of the tip like it was taffy.

In just a few puffs the cart was already 25% gone, and that made me sad :<

I'l share a different dream though.

Once I dreamt I was at a summer camp running away from Jason Voorhees. It was *a lot* like the Friday the 13th game.

I run to a cabin door when Jason kicks the door outwards and knocks me to the ground.

As he raises his axe my brain instinctively hits "start, up, X" to save-quit as fast as possible.

I then wake up and start laughing. I had actually save-quit from a dream. That's a lot more risky of a move to pull than running away.