TW/CW: Themes Of Abuse/manipulation

I yelled at my dad today. I didn't mean to, it's just... those stupid cameras appeared again today and they won't go away and it's freaking me out. so, I yelled for him and he asked me what was wrong.

I told him that there were cameras in all of the corners of my room, because there was! and he looked around and he looked back at me all confused. he said that there weren't any cameras, so I told him again that there were cameras in my room. and he didn't believe me!

he said that I should calm down and take another look around the room, just to make sure what I'm seeing is really there. and I did and those cameras were still there, so I reiterated it to him. and he said rather firmly that there weren't any cameras in my room and that I must be seeing things.

I got so mad at him for saying that that I snapped at him and I yelled at him. I'm pretty sure I was just yelling that there were in fact cameras in my room and I was scared because someone was watching me, but I don't fully remember it. all I remember is that after I was done yelling, he hugged me. which is weird because he's not really a hugger.

he said something about how everything around me was real and that I was safe and I kinda just hugged him back and zoned out. after he left, I double checked all the corners of the room. I thought that maybe he was right and I was just seeing things.

the fucking cameras were still there, pointed directly at me.

watching me.

TW/CW: Death, Heavy Angst, mentions of SA, mentions of su!c!de, and other topics that some may find triggering!

This story isn't for everyone, so if anything I listed makes you uncomfortable or you don't like it, I suggest you leave now. You have been warned, so don't say I didn't warn you

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So, my D&D group is planning an isekai campaign. If you don't know what an isekai is, it's where a character dies and is reincarnated into another world. There is a scene that happens with my character's little brother that's never going to happen in the campaign, so I thought I'd share it with you guys!

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Elliot bounced on his toes at the train platform, excited to see his big sister. She had been away for a few days searching for colleges, but today she was finally coming home! He even wore his favorite sweater for the occasion. This 11-year-old boy was alone, however. His parents were too busy to greet their daughter, just like they were too busy to even help their son with schoolwork. But Elliot didn't care, it was their loss.

Suddenly, he heard a scream as well as sirens. Strange, usually the sirens weren't so close to the station. They always drove past the station before. Elliot looked around and noticed a group of people, as well as a train that was derailed. Surely that wasn't the train his big sister was on, right? He should probably check, just to make sure. There's no way it's her train.

So, Elliot hopped off the train platform and ran over to the crowd of people. He could barely see what was going on, since he was so small, but he weaved his way through the crowd to see first responders dragging out various bodies. It was horrific, people were throwing up at the sight, cursing under their breath, and overall just mortified. Who wouldn't be with a sight as disturbing as that?

That's when Elliot noticed a firefighter standing off to the side, barking orders at his team. He was holding someone in his arms like they were his bride. Elliot could barely make out who the person was, but he noticed and immediately recognized the limp arm he could see that had a black and purple glove with a unique design around the wrist.

No...

He rushed over to the firefighter, ignoring the people yelling at him to get back and that it was dangerous. The fire chief turned and his eyes widened as he watched the little boy running towards him.

"Kid, this area is off-limits! Please go back to where the crowd is!" He said. His voice was stern, but he was very clearly worried about the young boy.

With the fire chief turned around, Elliot could finally see the face of his fatally injured big sister. Tears began to well up in his eyes at the sight of his unconscious big sister.

"Th-That's my big sister your holding!" Elliot said, clearly trying to keep his composure. He'd never experienced the death of a loved one before.

"This is your sister, kid?" The fire chief said, gesturing to Elliot's sister with his head. Elliot nodded. "Don't worry, kid. She's still got a pulse, so we think she's going to make it. An ambulance is on its way, but where are your parents?"

"Th-They're both at work. I-I can give you their ph-phone numbers if you'd like," Elliot said, trying his best to stay calm.

"Alright, you can call them when we reach the hospital. What's your name, kid?"

"I-I'm Elliot Nickerson," Elliot said, grabbing the limp arm of his sister. "My big sister's name is Tara Nickerson. She's going to be okay, right?"

"Don't worry, Elliot, your sister will be okay," the fire chief said. The sound of ambulance sirens started to grow louder. "She's going to make it."

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Elliot sat in the chair next to the hospital bed Tara was lying in, holding her hand, listening to the heart monitor making various beeps. His parents soon entered the room and took seats on the other side of the bed. His parents didn't say anything to Elliot. What could they even say? Their daughter was dancing on the line of life and death and their 11-year-old son had never experienced such a loss before.

Not too long after his parents arrived, Elliot looked up to see the doctor walk in. His face had a tired expression, but he also looked heartbroken. Elliot didn't understand why the doctor was sad. Tara was going to be okay, after all! Right?

"Are you two Mr. and Mrs. Nickerson?" The doctor asked, looking over at Elliot's parents.

"Yes, we are," his mother said. She looked like she was about to cry. Elliot had never seen his mother cry before. She was always so cold and stern.

"And you are...?" The doctor turned his attention to Elliot.

"I'm Tara's little brother," Elliot said quickly, sitting up straight in his seat.

"Well, unfortunately, we've done everything we could, but I don't think Miss Tara is going to make it," the doctor said with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Wh-What?" Elliot's father said quietly. Elliot never once heard his father yell, but that didn't mean his father was easy to please. It was quite the opposite. "Are you serious? There's no way to save her?"

The doctor lightly shook his head. "Her heartbeat is too slow and she's lost so much blood from such fatal injuries. There's no way we can save her."

Elliot felt tears well up in his eyes once again. He looked back at his sister, who looked so peaceful, and quietly began to sob. The doctor said something about letting the family be there, for the 19-year-old girl's last few moments, but Elliot didn't fully make out what the doctor said before he left.

"T-Tara... p-please," Elliot pleaded in-between sobs. "You h-have to live for me. Y-You promised th-that you'd live a long life with me! You p-promised that you'd come to my high school graduation! You promised me! Please, Tara!"

The young boy sobbed and soon, the heart monitor made one slow, but steady, long beep, indicating that Tara was gone. Elliot's sobs grew louder as he heard the sound of the monitor and he laid his head on top of his sister's chest, which was no longer rising or falling from breathing.

"DON'T LEAVE ME!!" he shouted before he just gave up and sobbed loudly.

Elliot's parents looked at each other, tears falling from their own eyes watching their daughter pass and their son break down in tears. They looked into each other's eyes with a knowing look that said that they would be better parents for their son, in hopes that they wouldn't lose him too.

Elliot didn't want to leave Tara's side, but his parents couldn't let him stay there, so his father picked him up and he screamed and cried as his father carried him out of the room and away from his big sister.

The car ride home was silent, even with the sounds of Elliot's quiet sniffles. Maybe it was his fault that his sister was gone. He had touched her after she came home from school that one day when she had to stay behind in her history class and she yelled at him to not touch her. Her eyes were wide when she yelled at him.

There was also that time when her best friend was murdered and she cut off a lot of her hair. He tried to tell her that he liked her long hair, but she snapped at him and said that he wouldn't understand. He must've pushed her over the edge, so therefore it was his fault, right?

Then why did she hug him after he convinced her not to jump? Why did she teach him how to braid hair and then braid a part of his hair with a soft smile? Why did she always go out of her way to help him with homework, despite having her own homework to do? Was it truly because he was a bad brother? No, no he was a good brother, he truly was. But maybe this was the universe's punishment for him not being good enough.

Elliot didn't know the answer. But he knew that it wasn't fair that his sister was gone.

He never wore his favorite sweater again after that day.

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Sorry it's so long, but I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it!

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A reminder that the deeper you are underwater, the more discolored things become due to the low light. Like this

So that means when Gillion came to the surface he was also experiencing color for the first time

Spoilers for Wonderlust Episode 19 below cut! I suggest you watch the series/episode and come back to this post afterward!

Oh my fucking God, I was not expecting the new faction Runt and WD made to be called the Girl Scouts. As a former Girl Scout, that is the funniest shit ever, I love this show so fucking much.

Also, Aeon and Blink working together in this episode is beautiful man, I love when a lesbian and a gay man come together hehehe

Anyways, I AM SO UPSET ABOUT THE CLIFFHANGER, I FUCKING HATE CLIFFHANGERS, SKFNEIFJEIFEBFIEJDJ, I'M SO WORRIED ABOUT WD AND RIPLEY, WTF /nm /lu

Alright, gonna go binge Riptide, good night

POV: You ask Jimmy, Tate, and Ben what their identities are in the LGBTQ+ community

I love my silly guys! Lemme know what you guys think about them! Also, I have a name for the story these 3 are in! It's called The Timekeeper, so here's a quick synopsis:

This world is full of people with magic connected to the elements. But there was always tension between the groups that led to wars across the world. Only the Timekeeper, the most powerful of them all, could prevent such destruction. But there hasn't been a new one in years.

As for Tate, they're struggling to get through school after their grandfather passed, giving them the pocket watch that they wear around their neck. So when Jimmy, their best friend, and the rest of their class have a trip planned to go across the seas, they hope that this will be the thing that finally helps them power through the grief.

Instead, everything takes a huge turn for Tate and Jimmy, leaving the fate of the world in their hands.

So hyped to post more stuff with them, I love my OCs so much and I hope you'll enjoy what's to come!

STOP, THIS FITS SO WELL!! OH MY GOD, THIS IS INCREDIBLE, I WILL SCREAM

JRWI Riptide: Ruthlessness Animatic (unfinished), based on episode 15

This is ANCIENT. I never finished it in time (it was planned for Valentine's day last year, and then I lost motivation... )

I kinda still like some of the shots and the way I edited the audio, but man, I would change SO much now. I worked super hard on the finished parts back then, so I thought I'd share IT half-finished, why not :D

Song is Ruthlessness from Epic the musical

HI! Ignore the fact it's almost 2:00 in the morning when I'm posting this, but I wanted to say that I'm back from my break! I have a video premiering on November 19th at 3:30 PM EST (Eastern Standard Time)! Which is about 12 hours from now lol, BUT YOU CAN NEVER BE TOO PREPARED!! Thank you for allowing me to take some time off to focus on my mental health! I will be posting new random bullshit soon, so keep your eyes peeled! I love y'all /p!

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Okay, I'm on episode 107 of Riptide, which is in the Black Sea Arc and I need to know why nobody told me how stressful this part of the show was going to be. All it's doing is making me have to seriously get a chew tool because I get bitey when I'm stressed. (It's still really good, I just am constantly worrying about everyone's well-being, especially Queen right now because they instantly turned pale upon entering the room with the captain)

So yeah, why did nobody warn me- TwT

Here are my notes on Wonderlust up to episode 9 because episode 10 comes out this Saturday and I'm very much not normal about it