#tw: harm

[sillyfpefan2]

The Dragon (Experiment! Zip) has bitten Ellie before.

maybe that’s why she’s been defanged

[quackity-rp-blog]

Alaska was called into Quackity's office for the first time in a long time, other than drug instances. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat as a fire cracked across the room. Leaned into the flames was a metal rod, tipped off with a brand for the dogs. The mark Basset had mentioned.

The shadow of the rod loomed over his mind, he knew it was coming. He remembered the day it happened, it was a point of pride back then, but now it was gross.

As Quackity walked in, Alaska shifted, sitting up.

"You know what you did,' Quackity walked over to the fireplace leaning against the wall beside it. "Your relationships are kept separate, yet not only have you started kissing someone i know. You're kissing someone I love."

Alaska only grunted.

"You won't stop, and I know that. I'm stupid and i know that Oves wouldn't take it kindly if you were murdered. Hands on the table."

Alaska stood up, he knew the drill by now. Slowly, he pulled the tank top off, dropping it alongside his dog jacket on the chair behind him.

Quackity walked behind him. Now in his hands was the brand, glowing red and sizzling. It matched perfectly with the symbol on his back.

"Since you don't know your loyalty, you'll remember your loyalty."

In struck the rod, burning away at his back. All while the casino raged outside. How little they knew.

[pixelandroid]

[sloth-artstudio]

HK: Pantheon AU story.

Why the Twilight princess avoids the Carrier of the Void.

The Twilight princess nearly died that day...

The AU belongs to @hello-universe-lovers

[lady-ishtar-offers-rp-memes]

Send "🔦" or "Interrogation" for my muse to be in an interrogation room.

My muse can be innocent or guilty, your muse doing the interrogation or being interrogated as well, or planning to bust my muse out. Entirely up to you!

Let me know if you want to reverse the roles.

Please be specific which muse is in jail for multi-muse blogs.

[queenofallimagines]

Tamaki taking care of you after a concussion

Tamaki:

- he’s a sweetheart

- Best baby boy

- Will fluff your pillows

- Puts on soft music

- Hugs if your head will allow it

- Makes you any good you want

- It gets takeout

- Your choice

- Super anxious that your hurt worse than you already are

- Will take you to recovery girl

- When she tells him your gunna be okay he’s a little bit calmer

- Watched you like a hawk

- “Bunny are you okay?”

- “For the tenth time yeah”

- Will dote on you completely

- No take backs

- Gets you a lot of ice water n stuff

- He’s v v sweet

- Will watch all of your fav shows

- Makes sure you get plenty of rest and you take your medicine

- He’s a good doctor boy

[randomlifeunit]

"Paralyzed"

Rating: Teen and up

Warning: Graphic depictions of violence

Part 1/?

Read in Ao3: click here

He knew it was coming. Sean's eyes were shut tight, but he could hear the heavy breathing of his tormentor, smell his fetid breath, could even feel the warmth radiating from his body as the knife advanced closer. Already bleeding and bruised, Sean braced himself for what was coming, his heart thudding painfully in his chest, his shallow gasps of air sounding too-loud in the small, dank room.

Pain exploded onto his senses, despite how tightly every muscle was clenched in his body, despite how hard he braced for it, despite his every attempt to escape in his mind. His hands began to tremble again, the shaking quickly taking over his whole body. Tears squeezed past his tightly-shut eyes, and he held his breath, desperately trying to keep in the whimper that threatened to escape.

"Don't move," his assailant ground out in the gravelly voice Sean already hated with every fiber of his being. "You know it's only going to get worse if you try to get away," that voice said again, managing to sound both gleeful and menacing at the same time.

Sean couldn't think. He couldn't try to formulate a plan. He could only stand there and try as hard as he could not to crumple to the ground. Don't move. Don't move. Don't move. Don't...move.

Please, cried a far-off part of his mind. Please. Help. Me.

“Paralyzed” Master List

@whumptober2019

[darqueparabatai]

Knife texting, the much quicker (& painful) way to get in touch with your siblings. Also ensures they read your text 😂