Run-batted-in

Restart your Wacom driver with one click!

Hey guys, so… I realized I had a pretty handy little script lying around to stop and start your Wacom drivers fast. I’m gonna explain how I did it so you can make one too.

Sadly this will only work for Windows

Open Notepad

copy paste the following in the file;

net stop WTabletServicePro
net start WTabletServicePro

You can use net stop to start or stop whatever service you want. Be sure to click on the properties of the service to get the right name though, the displayed name and the actual name of the service aren’t always the same. 

Next you are going to save the file on a location where you wont easily throw it away. I saved mine directly in the C:/ directory. Make sure that you save it as a .bat and not a .txt. the name can be whatever you want.

If you saved it right the file should look something like this (or if you have a detail view it will tell you that it’s a .bat file);

Next you’re going to make sure that whenever you click this program it will be executed with admin rights. You can´t do this directly on the .bat file, so you´ll need to make a shortcut. rightclick on the .bat file and select “Create Shortcut”. I’d avice you to put the shortcut on your desktop or another directory you can easily access.

right-click the shortcut and go to Properties -> Advanced and check the box next to “Run as Administrator”. This will ensure that your .bat file will always run in administrator mode. 

If you don’t run the .bat file in administrator mode it will not work.

Now if your driver crashes all you have to do is close your art program, double click the shortcut you made (it will show you a prompt asking for permission to run the .bat as admin, click “yes”) and the program will stop and start the wacom driver for you. A command box will appear and you’ll know the commands ran succesfully if the command box dissappears again.You can then restart your program (if you are a bit handy with the windows command line you can even start the artprogram of your choice in the same script).

I hope this was helpful for you and if you have any questions feel free to ask!

edit: Forgot something important!

Last step: Feel like a

i’ve gotten Way Too Into “Sunless Sea” thanks to @skadventuretime and i have now:

  • gone stark raving mad and probably threw someone overboard(?)
  • had a kid w/ my one-night-stand. as you do.
  • helped some rats win a war against guinea pigs
  • killed so hard at chess that i got to play against the Haunted Chess Cave, which gave me a special prize in the form of a rubbery humanoid friend who can also cook
  • run away from bats
  • went to…hell? i think?
  • died twice
  • ran naked through the jungle as a human-monkey foundling made off with all my clothes
  • repeatedly stranded myself in the middle of the ocean because fuel is for losers

anonymous asked:

Hi I was the Zack imagine requester! Could the imagine be about Zack has a gf and he tries to keep home being a Power Ranger a secret but she finds out and it is just fluffy and adorable ☺ thank you

Like this is too adorable! Omg wow, I hope you like it! You are forever welcome!!

Originally posted by ellectrifyy

“Zack?” You frowned. “We’ve been planning this for weeks?” Kids filed out of the halls around you as the bell had just rang. The two of you had been planning to go to the new movie you had been dying to see. 

He bounced his foot anxiously, glancing over your shoulder every few seconds before turning back down to look at you. 

“I know, I know, I’m so sorry, but…” he paused, as if looking for a good excuse. “Babe, something came up and I’ve got to go, I’m so sorry!" 

He jogged past you, spinning around at the last minute, while continuing to move towards the exit. "I love you!”

You sighed, rolling your eyes but calling back, "Love you too, asshole.”

He grinned before slamming into the door; you could hear his sheepish laugh as he turned around and moved through the other side. 

“Hey-” you placed your hand gently on Kimberly’s arm as she seemingly rushed to shove her things into her bag. 

“Wha- oh hey (Y/N), I’d love to talk, but I really have to go…” she smiled apologetically before speeding over to the exit as well. 

You leaned back against the lockers, biting your lip. Yeah, kids hated high school, but they didn’t normally run like a bat out of hell to the doors. 

Actually, when you began to think about it you had seen Jason leaving with Billy, and Trini slipping right out of the doors as well. 

It was weird, but you shook it off. They all had their own lives, and you trusted Zack and didn’t need to be that crazy girlfriend. 

But here you were, stalking your boyfriend and his friends and you groaned at yourself. 

It wasn’t like you had planned this- you truly hadn’t! But when you had been going to your car you saw Zack, Jason, Billy, Kim, and Trini all gathered in a group talking in hushed whispers. 

You couldn’t help it… there had to be something majorly important in order for Zack to lie to you. 

Nevertheless, here you were at the mines, standing there utterly confused. 

They had been right there! Literally like 100 feet in front of you before you turned away for a moment, checking you phone only to look up and see them gone. 

With your head spinning, you sat down on the nearest rock. 

Maybe they knew about some crazy ass hidden tunnel? Or maybe you were just going crazy. 

You decided the latter, because as that very moment the ground began shaking violently- as if you were in Jurassic park. 

Turning slowly, the breath hitched in your throat as you stared up at the sight before you. 

It took a moment to process what you were seeing, but you managed to gather 3 fundamental facts. 

1. There was a massive red T-Rex right in front of you.  

2. It was robotic, and you noticed a yellow sabertooth tiger and a blue triceratops as well. 

3. In front of you were the two other power rangers- the pink and black ones. 

You let out a small squeak and hurriedly tripped backwards. 

This was insane; as in not possible and completely ridiculous. You had to be dreaming. 

“What are you doing here?” The pink ranger asked harshly and you struggled to find the words. 

“I.. um, well this definitely wasn’t my intention.” You continued backing away slowly. “I.. was stalking- okay stalking is totally the wrong word. I was following my insane friends because… maybe I’m a terrible person?”

 You felt their heavy gazes upon you and you chuckled nervously. “Or maybe I was just curious, just curious sounds a lot better! Well um, here I am and I’ll just leave and get out of your hair…" 

Turning around you let out a small gasp, and before you even felt yourself falling, the black ranger had grabbed you, pulling you away from the massive chasm and holding you tightly. 

Wheezing, you struggled to get out of his grasp. 

"Hey, you’re alright! You’re safe. (Y/N), why are you even here?” His voice was… familiar and it caused the hair to raise on the back of your neck. 

“I never told you my name,” you stepped away from him, and this time away from the chasm. “Who are you? How do you know me?" 

The ranger paused, and turned back to the others. By now the other three had gotten out of their robots and were standing next to the pink ranger. 

"You’ll have to tell her eventually,” the red ranger shrugged and the black ranger shook his head. 

“I don’t think-”

“Zack, just do it.”

You’re eyes widened even more. 

“Z..Zack?” Your head flicked between them, and your voice caught in your throat. 

The Black ranger stepped forward, the mask covering his face receding into his suit. 

Your eyes widened at the familiar face in front of you, the face you loved, the face of Zack Taylor. 

Your heart was beating unevenly and you turned to see the others unmasked, there stood Jason- the red ranger, Kimberly- the pink ranger, Billy- the blue ranger, and Trini- the yellow ranger. 

“What is this some club I wasn’t invited into?” You stuttered out and Zack cracked a small smile. 

“(Y/N/N),” he reached out to you and you hesitated before he stepped even closer. “I’m so sorry I never told you. I didn’t want you to get hurt because of me. If anyone found out you knew us, you could be leverage.”

 He reached up, pushing the loose hair behind your ear. “You shouldn’t be here. You shouldn’t know. We shouldn’t be-”

“Woah, woah. Zack,” you shook your head hurriedly. “It’s alright! I understand. I just wish you had known you could tell me. I’m not mad, if anything I’m just even prouder to love you.”

He grinned widely. 

“I love you too,” he kissed you quickly before turning to grin at the others. 

“Now, I think you guys need to explain everything.” You rose an eyebrow and the others snorted. 

“I think you need to explain the stalking,” Jason retorted and you blushed. 

“Hey I was right about one thing,” you laughed. “You guys are really insane.”
Zack grinned and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. 

“At least I didn’t almost fall into a 400ft hole. You’re welcome by the way." 

Rolling your eyes, you leaned your head on his shoulder. 

"My knight in black armor.”

You know what I find sad? The fact that in all The Lego Batman Movie reviews the critics are still fucking salty over the DCEU, taking cheap pot shots at Zack Synder and complaining about Batman’s character in BVS, even though anybody who knows anything about comics knows that the Batman we got in BVS was the most comic book accurate Batman ever. 

And another thing, there is no “definitive” version of these characters, the reason they lasted for as long as they have is because they change and evolve with the times. George Reeves’ cheesy silver age Superman wouldn’t work in this day and age, same goes for Adam West’s Batman. Those versions of those characters existed in a time when those characters were only seen as children’s characters and nothing more.

But as time when on, those characters evolved with it.

See the reason why a lot of people dislike Batman And Robin is because well, it devolved back to the cheesy 60′s route and at the time most people were familiar with the animated Batman, who was nothing like George Clooney’s Batman. He didn’t run around carrying Bat Credit Cards and saying cheesy shit like “Freeze, you’re mad!” because the character had outgrown the 60′s.

See the thing people need to understand is that, just because you dislike a certain incarnation of Batman, doesn’t mean the previous versions have ceased to exist!

Also (spoilers for The Lego Movie) the reason why the Batman character in the Lego movies is so wacky is because it has been established that this universe was created by a child. So all the weird shit happens because it’s the product of a child’s imagination.

So you honestly can’t compare the two because they’re vastly different incarnations of the character.

But critics still wanna act like spoiled little shits so fuck them.

After All This Time - Theo Raeken imagine

Originally posted by stilinski-jpeg

Summary: Reader is Stiles’ twin sister and a werecoyote having been saved by Scott after they both got into a car accident. She’s a part of Scott’s pack and bffs with Malia. Theo courts her constantly they finally start hanging out end up dating.

Warnings: Season 6 spoilers,angst,fluff,suggested smut  & Idk what else lmao

A/N: Hope You All Enjoy x

MASTERLIST


I probably looked like a lunatic smiling to myself as I sat quietly in Theo’s truck Theo looked over at me quickly and reached to touch my thigh gently rubbing up and down “thank you for tonight” he smiled looking at the road “no thank you” I giggled. Theo and I just moved to official by having sex back at his house he was now taking me home but it was a very eventful evening he was so kind and patient since this was my first time it made me love him even more.

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Chapter Ten: Hallowe’en 21/06/17

If you want to participate in #hogwartsreread the rules can be found here. Here’s my thoughts on the chapter:

  • Poor Mafloy, he’s tried to expel Harry twice already and failed both times
  • Yes Wood you are indeed a keeper 
  • This is making me sad because I’ve realised how crap I’d be at quidditch; Can’t catch for toffee and only can hit a rounders ball 50% of the time lol
  • Why the fuck are children allowed to play with bludgers?? That shit’s iron if it hits you in the head you’re dead
  • Quidditch is dangerous man
  • Wood sounds like that aunt at family reunions who tells you all the gossip “he could have played for England if he hadn’t gone off chasing dragons” tut tut tut
  • Things the movies did better: turning Seamus setting fire to stuff into a running gag
  • Bats swooping over the tables NOPE
  • “Harry then did something that was both very brave and very stupid” is this a summary of the entire series?
  • That last sentence is adorable
  • This chapter is what gets me through every Halloween that would otherwise be spent drowning in jily feels. Just remember that it’s also the day the trio became friends and you feel a lot better

JO’S JOURNAL:  A SMILE FOR THE CAMERA

Friday, March 17th

Dear Mr. Joker (& those that apply),

Got myself all done up today.  Made sure to look my best just in case I have a run in with Bats.  I’m sure that I will.  Got lots of trouble planned.  Heheh.  Mayhem and destruction!  Good feelings all around.  Cheers!

Little SuperBat

Requested by an anon

Summary: Batmom is Superman’s little sister & pregnant. Mixed emotions are expressed when the news is revealed!

Disclaimer: I’m not too familiar with details of Superman’s arcs, so we’re going to pretend Ma & Pa Kent are happy grandparents.

Warning(s): Slight Mentions of NSFW

Word Count: 1,030

“Clark, all I want is to have lunch with everyone I love. No super-hero talk! Plus, Ma and Pa already said they’re coming! Just a nice, relaxing lunch, okay?” Your words flowed into the telephone as you tried to convince Clark to come to lunch at the mansion.

~”They’re coming all the way to Gotham from Smallville?”~ His concerned tone annoyed you slightly and you huffed a sigh.

“They’ve visited you in Metropolis from Smallville! And Gotham’s not that much farther! Look, just please come, okay? Bring Lois and Jon! Please?”

~”Fine, we’ll be there.”~

The day of the lunch couldn’t come soon enough. Your parents arrived a few days earlier in order to spend time with you and the mysterious Bruce Wayne… and all of their grandchildren. Those days were the best of your life, but it would have been better if you didn’t have to keep such a secret the whole time. The little life growing inside of you seemed to taunt your mind, willing you to bring it into conversation at every possible moment.

Thankfully, it had been obvious that your birth controls fluked(or rather the stress of Bruce’s last mission caused you to forget to take them.) So you were able to take a pregnancy test the day after Bruce came home(and the day after you had ‘I’m so thankful you’re alive sex’.) It confirmed your suspicions and you and Bruce set out to find a way to tell everyone before Clark flew in on his own and demanded to know why he heard a little heartbeat connected to yours.

Finally, the day came and you couldn’t help but have a smile plastered to your face after you hung up the phone from Lois telling you they were leaving. Nervously, you busied yourself in the kitchen, happily helping Alfred and your mother(who refused to NOT bake a pie) prepare things for the picnic lunch. It kept your mind off things and kept your heart rate from racing.

The doorbell rang and your body tensed as you glanced at your mother. A smile spread across Martha’s face before she wiped her hands on her apron. Eagerly you set your knife down and followed her out of the kitchen, excitedly scurrying to the front door. Along the way you met other members of the family, also gravitating towards the door in anticipation.

An hour later the lunch picnic was well under way, Damian and Jon having “endurance” races while Steph and Jason threw a football trying to be the next Odell Beckham Jr. and catch it with one hand. Cass was showing Gramma Kent her ballet routine, with Dick choking back proud older brother tears. Alfred talked passionately with your father about his vegetable garden. Babs, you, and Lois talked about whatever, while watching Clark harass Bruce with concerned brother questions as Bruce tried to barbeque. 

When lunch was served everyone sat down at the custom picnic bench and started passing food around. Before long, you shared a look with Bruce, knowing what it was time to do.

“Sooo,” You cleared your throat, “Bruce and I have something to announce.”

Immediately you saw everyone tense, some in fear and other’s in excitement, before your mother, eyes twinkling, spoke up, “Well, what it is, darling?”

You shared another glance with Bruce, “I’m pregnant!”

Your parents lit up excitedly but not before Clark stood up, the bench he was sitting on being pushed back with his movement, “What?!”

Lois put a hand on his arm to try and calm him down but in a huff he turned away from the table and towards the woods behind the mansion. With a sad sigh you got up and announced that you’d go after him. It thankfully didn’t take long to find him slumped over near the bank of the creek. You sat down next to him and sighed again.

“Are you not happy about this?”

Clark’s head snapped up to look at you, “No! I mean, I am happy for you. But… another bat running around? (Y/N), what if something bad happens just because it’s yours and Bruce’s kid, or more importantly, batman’s kid.”

You raised an eyebrow, “Clark, that didn’t stop you or Lois. And it’s not going to stop Bruce and I. Plus, we have quite a few older siblings willing to protect our little one.”

Now it was Clark’s turn to sigh as he took in your words, knowing you were right. At the end of the day you couldn’t have been more satisfied by everyone’s reactions. Even if Clark got a little bit more overprotective than you liked, it was to be expected and it’s not as if he was the only overprotective one in the family.

Nine months later and Clark was unsurprisingly the first one by your bed side having heard your first sounds of distress. Bruce was second to come to your side. When you got to the hospital Bruce was rather thankful he didn’t have to ask Clark to stay in the waiting room and not go in the delivery room with you two. Clark paced back and forth for the entire 13 hours you were labor.

If you hadn’t been completely drained of energy and over excited at the same time you would’ve cracked some joke about how you would’ve hated to see what Clark was like when Lois was delivering. Luckily, Bruce was there to make the joke for you. Your baby rested in your tired arms perfectly and Bruce slumped in the chair next to your bed when Clark was finally let into the room.

Clark’s face lit up in a smile the second he walked into his face lit up at the sight of his tiny niece. Gently you slid your newborn into your brother’s arms and watched as tears came to his eyes after you told him she was named after both Bruce’s and your mothers. As Clark looked down at his niece, dwarfed in his muscular arms he thought maybe, just maybe, another bat might not hurt the world. After all, this one wasn’t just a bat, this little girl was a SuperBat.

Anti's Antic's (Pt.2) Dark's Darkness

Unspurprisingly, torture is not an easy thing to write.
Oh yeah, btw, There’s a torture scene. It gets pre spoopy.
This took a great deal of work, so please if you have any advice, comments or tips it would mean a great deal to me if you left some down below if you enjoy it. It keeps me motivated when people do that. Thank you <3
This was once again inspired and partially made for:

@ask-sadisticdark

@ask-psychoanti

If you haven’t followed them yet… honestly, what are you doing with your life? xD
<3 <3 <3 without further ado here is PART TWO:


Anti was still for a moment, his glitches coming to a halt as he needlessly breathed in and out. His eyes were the only thing that moved; darting around and looking for his opponent, Dark. What is he gonna show me…? Anti wondered briefly.
Then the struggle began… a tight cold hand clapped over Anti’s mouth and then another hand wrapped around the front of his abdomen. Dark’s pale fingers were like claws, urging him to stop struggling, to submit. It took a few extra seconds for Anti to process what was happening before he appeared somewhere else entirely. Dark released him for a moment, to let him soak in the environment and atmosphere.

The Persuasion room was a dark, dim, and damp-feeling place. It was lit only by the pair of fluorescent lights that hung tiredly from the ceiling suspended on thick coil-like wires. The walls were made entirely out of solid concrete as well as the floors, there didn’t appear to be a visible door anywhere in the room. Rusted drains were placed in the floor- situated around a chair that was rather horrifying in appearance. The chair was pushed back at an uncomfortable looking angle and the cushion was torn beyond repair. In addition, it was stained with blood and… the unknown. Draping from its sides were bloody chains that dangled down like dead things.

“Lovely Isn’T iT?” Dark asked, interrupting an observing Anti. Dark strode to the area behind the chair to regard it just as Anti was a few moments prior. He ran his pale fingers down the abused surface of the cushion. Screams of the damned echoed through his mind like sweet music, the animalistic nature of them brought him into a bliss-like state. He remembered them all. Every. Last. One.

And simply by imagining it, Dark was undone. He sighed shakily and a malicious grin flickered across his face to shadow it.

Anti stared at him for a moment and grinned back a bit tightly. He was less interested in whatever fantasy Dark was having and more interested in the layout and objects of the room. Anti knew he had been in Dark’s sick ‘Persuasion’ room before. It wasn’t a memory he wished to bring to the surface, and frankly it was a fuzzy one at that - one he had locked away for safe keeping never to be removed or revisited.

Anti’s exploration of the room was cut short by being forcefully teleported by Dark into the disgusting chair. Anti noticed the putrid scent of dried guts, mildew, and other moldy substances.

Anti only cackled up at Dark while he scrunched up his nose, Í̷̺͈š̷͔̓ ̸̜̂̿t̶̮̉̂h̷̯͆̔î̸̞͐͜s̸̰̍̓ ̷̨̠̋w̵͓͌h̷̺̓e̷̛̺r̶̖͖͐̍ḛ̵͍̅̚ ̷̨̱͛̚y̶͎͊ͅo̶͎̐̓u̷͔͈͝ ̸͙͑b̴̹͋̆r̵̛̩͒i̶̝̞͂ǹ̵̯̻g̷̼̣̅̒ ̷͇̄͗y̵̛̦ȏ̸͇u̸̼̤̎r̶̰̾ ̴̪́f̷̦̓ă̶͍̈́v̸̢̮͛ȯ̸̧ų̶̺̽r̵͉̱̈́į̷́ṯ̷̙̀e̴͖͘ ̸̀͘͜ğ̶̹̬ư̴̡̓e̵̬̗̾̔ś̴͚͉t̶͍̀͝ș̶͕̔?̶̹͛͆ ̷̥͠ͅÌ̵͓͂f̵͖͍̓ ̴͚̬̅͝s̴͕͘o̵̳̠̐ ̶̢̐̑Ȉ̷̻̎ ̶̥̭͒ŵ̷̱o̴̢͛͜u̶̪̇̀ľ̸̥̥d̶̝̆̑ ̸͔̇̆l̸̲̈́̀ǫ̴͙͑v̴̫͊e̴̼̬͑̕ ̵̻̌a̴̠͂ ̴͍̲͝t̴̩̒ͅo̵͎̩͝u̷̟͉͝͝r̴͎͛͑͜ Anti laughed, glitching out of the chair to wander the room a bit more. He stared at the walls, which were lined with tools and weapons of the various mediums of torture. However, he didn’t have much of a chance to admire them before Dark had shoved him back to the chair. Anti glitched out of the chair once more, snickering like it was a game of tag. Dark was unimpressed and sick of the game, and after quite a few back and forth attempts he discovered a solution. With a quick motion, Dark snatched a baseball bat off of the wall and made harsh contact with the side of Anti’s head.

Anti’s jaw broke at the impact, and he crumpled. Dark then teleported him back to the chair, slippery little bastard… Dark thought.
“pLEase ReMain Still… it is EnTirELy pointless to attempt tO esCaPE…” Dark snarled, and tightly clasped the restraints over Anti’s torso, legs, arms, and neck. “Ill jUst KeeP cOminG BaCK…”


A disoriented Anti struggled under the bonds weakly. He gritted his broken teeth, which were reattaching and regrowing by the second,
Ọ̸͎̈͂h̴̖̀͆ ̴̡͂͝ỵ̷̲̌o̶̹͒̅u̴̝̾'̸͔̆r̸̝̻͘͝e̴̯̽ ̶̭͇̓r̵̤̈́͆ě̵̥s̷͖̔t̷̢̂r̷͇̱̂â̷̧̳i̵̳̅ṉ̴̋̀í̶̝͈n̴̳̆͝g̸͕̔ ̶̢̅́m̵͖̻͆͋e̸̖͔͒,̶͔̖͆ ̶̜̺̆͋ń̸͉̃͜o̶̹͋w̸̬̾̕?̴͍͊ ̶͙̪̓͠H̷̹̓o̸̲̾̚w̷̤̿̈ ̶̗̟̇k̶͉͚̆i̵̛̝ṉ̴̅̈́k̸̥͒͐y̵̬̚ ̴͍̜̃́ọ̸̈́f̸͙͗̽ ̸͈͉̾̔y̵̖̒o̴͈͓̓̓u̷̠͗̿,̵̨̤́͘ ̶̗͍͑̒Ḓ̸̂á̷͎̏r̶̝̰̂k̶̯͓̊y̷̥̜͊͘.̵̻̥͝ He said, his voice garbled by the shattered pieces. 


“I could very well keep you here forever… and You CHOoSe to MOck mE?” Dark said through his teeth, his eyes darkened with every intake of breath. He couldn’t wait to make him suffer… in ways he’s never suffered before.
He spit, putting as much power into his gesture so that it would hit the chest of Dark’s ‘precious’ suit. He hit bulls-eye and laughed at his own job well done. The voices chimed in, echoing afterward like in a sitcom.


Dark’s face contorted in disgust and a gray cloth appeared in his hand, he brushed off the surface, flicking off the pieces of bone. “You coULd hAve LeFT A sTaiN yOU VulGAr litTLe..”
Dark didn’t finish his sentence instead, his hand clamped down hard over Anti’s throat in a second, crushing the vertebrae instantly. Anti’s eyes bulged… out of his control. Dark spoke, his hand tightening more and more, “You always fail to remember. Always fail to REaliZe… that I am very… very capable of harming you.”


Anti was unable to move, speak or even make a wheeze. Dark had not released it, thereby blocking its ability to heal. Dark stared into Anti’s eyes with a hungry menacing look, his mouth stretching into an unsettling smile. Dark clicked in the wrist cuffs around the shackles. And with concentration Dark was able to will it to block Anti’s glitching teleportation whilst holding his neck still. This was enacted through inputting third-dimensional rays into the metal. Which also was gifted with an x-ray within the metal; inhibiting his glitches. Dark’s hand let up now that there was no way for him to flee.


“Now, I’m going to make it very clear…. You will not be permitted to leave until I see fit. Try as you might you cannot escape- I have already put third-dimensional rays into your shackles. Can’t you see the effects of it have already begun? Your dREadful glitching has ceAsEd.” Dark derided, his expression humbling. “You see, the x-ray that pulsates from the cuffs at this very moment is at a high enough velocity that your form is too confused -and mangled… to properly complete your glitch.”


Anti squinted at him, his jaw tightening in disbelief. He tried to make himself glitch out of reach… but to no avail, “T̶̙̅͠h̸̫̚a̴̘͊͑t̵͕̐'̷͎̮̔͗s̵͉̊ ̵̩͝p̵̛̙͝r̵͔̅ê̴̟͠ẗ̴̗͔ẗ̸̰̲́ỳ̶͖̗ ̸̪͊͜c̴̦̩̆͐l̷̩̓ê̵̩͠v̶̻͐̚é̸̻r̷̢̜͋,̵͉́̅ ̸̞͈̒̀D̸͍͙̓̀a̴͔͝r̸̖̩̃k̸̠̄͘y̴̜͆” He wheezed, feeling his neck bone piecing itself back together bit by bit. The voices began to laugh and jeer along with him as he eyed Dark. Dark’s mouth turned down into an enraged scowl at the sound of it. It felt like he was being mocked, then again Anti could make anyone feel that way.


W̸̭̺͝e̵̙̿͋l̵͕̑̈l̴̖̏͒?̵̦̂̆ ̸̡̱̕͘S̸̢̾̏h̵̪̻̽͠o̴̡̅ẅ̶̨͖́ ̴̼͍̏m̸̨͔̚ȅ̵̬ ̴̥̘̈́͑ẅ̷̝́̾ḫ̷͒a̴͔̎̽t̶̪̞͌ ̷̥͂̓y̴̥͕͝ó̷̞u̸̗̾̈́'̶̪̝̿͛v̶̼͎̄̕ė̷̙̟ ̶̗͔̏͛g̷͓͙͑́ŏ̸̲͓̽t̸͒͜͝.̵̩̘̓ ̸͙͇̇̽N̵̟͑ͅô̶̲͜t̶̘̄ ̵̟̺̍ľ̶͜i̴̠̾k̷̛̺e̷͔͔͐ ̷̛͖̖Ĩ̷̼ ̴̧͔̇̃c̴̟͗a̵̧̹̿̊n̶͍̙̅'̴̦̃ẗ̶̛͈́ ̴̳̀ḧ̷̤̎e̴̙͘ä̶͓́l̸̳͍̽̌ ̸̛̱͂f̶͍͒̎r̶̲͉̕͝o̶͔͗m̴̘͌̚ ̷̨͍̏̃i̴͖̭̓́t̷̢̢̔.̴̘̝̓” He stated fearlessly. Anti may not like pain, but he knew he would just keep on recovering until Dark got his fill.


“You know…I find it funny… that you don’t remember…” Dark said, strangely calm and collected once more- as if he had never been angry to begin with. “I can cause you much more than physical pain.”
Anti’s eyes went wide, and if he had a heart-rate it would have increased. His jaw slacked open slightly, he tried to form words but visibly was struggling and confused.
Dark noticed this and his expression turned to one of delight, “What’s this? You were so talkative before, now you have not a thing to say? How absolutely predictable.” Dark was practically giggling with glee.
G̵͆̐͜o̸̖̐ ̷͇͝a̸̰͌̌h̷̹̀̚ȅ̶̲ͅa̸̡͑͘d̶̥̤̀͊!̵̳͐́J̶͎̄ů̸͔͎ŝ̸͚ţ̵̕ ̶̹̓̎t̶͌̌ p̸͇̣̈́̑u̶̫̇̏n̵̖̲̏̕c̶̙͇͆̈́ḣ̵͔́ ̷͖̟͂m̸̼̽̈è̵̠͍ t̶͕͌̌ḣ̵̭̉e̴͖̘͂n̴̗͌͆ y̸̢͔͛ơ̴̜͙͠ú̶͌ͅ ̷̩͂͝b̶̡̺̓î̸̭͐͜g̴͉͊ ̶̣̪͑͝p̶̠̞̌u̷̥̥͑̉s̴͎̓̆š̶̞̒y̴̖̭͒̅.̶͕͉͊!! Anti suddenly yelled, making a face to further cover his inner most anxieties brimming the surface. The memory made it’s comeback for an instant. Anti knew that if he coundn’t keep it contained… It would spill over and if it did… it would bring an emotion with it. One that Anti knew he would be unable to contain. He wouldn’t… couldn’t think about it.
Dark picked up the bat, running a hand down it as he looked at the dangerous wires attached to the end, “Indeed…”

Y̸̟̑ȏ̷̢̼ů̷̱ ̸̳̗̀s̷̠̠̚u̷͙̔͛r̸͈̉e̵͈̻̾ ̵̼͝l̴̪̗̇̅i̸̻͐̓ͅk̷͎͕͗̕è̸̬̕ ̵̣̌̄t̵̢͓̓o̸̘̙͆̈́ ̸̡͎̈́͘s̷̝̟̚͝t̵͉̗͒r̷̪͗o̷͇̣̿̋ḳ̷̘͆̋e̸̯̻̐̃ ̶̠̲̓s̷̤͋̎t̶̨͔́u̸̗͙͐f̵̧͘̕f̵̾̋͜ͅ.̴̣̹́̍ Anti observed, his goal to rile up Dark until he exploded.

Dark’s 3-D effect increased at mind-boggling proportions as he cracked his neck once on each side. Dark then gripped the base of the bat and lifted it up to- “How could I have forgotten?” Dark asked himself aloud and set the bat down on a metal tray for the time being. He then pulled off a dreadful device from the wall. It consisted of a simple leather based belt-strap with a sharp, long metal protrusion laced at the middle, “Do you know what ThiS is?” He asked, but didn’t wait for a response. “A medieval torture devices, one of my favourites. The Heretic’s Fork. Why don’t you try it on?”

N̸̞̄ȏ̸̺͚t̵̟͍̓̕ ̶̡̊l̵̲̲̑͛i̷̹̋̃ḱ̶̠̟́e̸̻͊͝ ̵̻͍̈́Í̶̲̱ ̷̘̊͠ḧ̴̯́ǎ̷͎̾v̷̨͗é̴̦ ̵̗̋̅a̷͎͌̽ ̶̢̞̿c̶͙̈́̓h̵̺̑ô̴̳͕i̴̻̼͒̈c̴͇̏ê̵̜̭̆,̸͈̑̚ ̴̰̟͑d̶͈͊o̵͓̙̊̾ ̵͉̋̉I̴̬̩̓̈?̶̫̗͆ Anti barked, glaring sharply at him.

“Rightly so.” Dark responded with a smirk, placing the sharp edges of the Heretic’s fork between Anti’s chest and neck. Anti gave him a dirty look that shared he would not go down easily.

With a forceful push inwards they pierced the skin, and Anti threw his head backward, thrashing about in his restraints- he was careful not to make a sound by biting down hard on his own tongue. The sword protrusion dislodged at his quick movements and Dark made a grunt of annoyance; thrusting the object to stab back into Anti’s neck and upper chest. Anti cried out involuntarily, his back arching as if on puppet strings. 

Dark shook his head at him in disapproval, “Would you please stop writhing? You’ll only cause more pAin to yoUrseLF if you dOn’t.” Dark advised, and buckled the strap tightly around the back of Anti’s neck. He pulled it into the tightest notch, reveling in the sounds of discomfort made by Anti.
Once it was placed on, Anti had no way of moving his head or chest without further harming himself. The pain was stifling at first, but Anti bit his tongue,
Ỉ̷̟͝ṯ̵̡̕'̶̹̿s̵̆͒͜ ̸̛̗͒s̷̘̎̒ŏ̸̗ ̶̨̯́̃p̴͈̎̋ṟ̸̄̾e̸̖̖̔t̷̯̾t̵͇̺͋̅ÿ̴̦́̾o̸̹͠n̴̘̬͂́ ̵̻̉̽m̸͈͝ḙ̸̕ he tittered dryly. Anti then narrowed his focus back to observing Dark’s next move.

Dark returned to the bat and lifted it up with a strong two-handed grasp. He brought down the first blow against Anti’s right arm; shattering the bone in three. It caused the fork to delve deeper into his chest and neck. Anti groaned; the pain came all at once and he had barely any time to react further when the second blow hit. This time Dark’s bat hit his chest.. and broke at least two ribs.

“I find it delightful how helpless you are.” Dark said, lifting up the bat to strike twice more. Anti stopped wincing, but his sounds of pain could not be withheld anymore. He couldn’t not give Dark what he wanted… He couldn’t turn his head away from the image in front of him either. He was forced to endure it.

“It’s pathetic, really.” Dark murmured, leaning into his face with his wicked grin. Then Dark stood up straight again, walking with the bat back and forth in front of him. “You’ve always been an entirely useless waste of space.” He sighed, his eyes slit as he narrowed them at Anti. “It isn’t surprising that there are less who follow your endeavors than there are mine.”
Anti looked down at the concrete floor, set on ignoring him. He wondered why he wouldn’t just hit him again instead.

Dark was thoroughly aware of what he was doing. Even still, he knew that each of his words was a blow to the wall that Anti had so carefully built up over the years. Dark was perfectly fine with watching it crumble. Piece by piece. Until there was nothing left but begging and complete submission. Dark was set on teaching him manners, to never touch things that didn’t belong to him. To not be impulsive and ludicrous or juvenile. To teach him the true meaning of respect.

After all of the anger, berating and torture Dark had put Anti through. Anti was already losing composure, and it would only take a few more degrading sentences to tear him away.

“So unSTable… you put up a front of carelessness that those around you perceive as maDneSS. But it is you who pays for it… Isn’T It?” Dark barked out, demanding an answer. “Nod your hEad, hm?” Dark chuckled cruelly.
I̸̺̣̋ ̴̥̫͝c̵͚̋͘o̷̩͌͒u̴̗̔͝l̷̠͍̏̃d̴̫̆n̴̯̉'̵̼̎̑t̴̟̾̕ ̶̬̥̐n̷̯̏̊o̶̬͂̿d̵̪̤̀͆ ̴̠̬̋͆e̴̛͕̺̽v̵͈̏̚ȅ̶̦̺n̷͉̐ ̵̪̞̄̊ĩ̶̳̯f̶̘͇̈́ ̸̙̼́I̴̞̊ ̷̠̭̾w̵͕͍͛à̷̞͐n̵͕͔̾̈t̸̺͌e̸̛͓͛d̴̟̭͑̕ ̷̫̲̊͘t̷̳̺̽ö̴̝́ ̷͍̚Ḋ̴͖̟̅ȁ̵̗̃r̵̻̐k̵̬͑!̸͉͂̊ Anti bellowed in his face, he was going to hit his breaking point. He could see the ambient pulses behind his vision threatening to take him places he did not want to go to. Dark hit his side with the bat again, mercilessly shattering his bones repeatedly for another ten minutes. 

Anti was breathing hitchedly from the strain that all of the pain put on his muscles, his head was tilted back and his fingers were clenched into shaking fists. With eyes shut tight he felt himself haphazardly begin to come into place again. Only to have the healed bones broken once more.


Crack… snap. 


Again and again, bone after bone. Dark experimented with cutting limbs just to the very edge, causing Anti to scream shrilly, and recover just as quick and break into a weak grin. None of it was enough for Dark. He had to be harsher… crueler…
But then Anti had an idea, he gazed up at him with his grey glowing eyes surrounded by darkness
S̴̫͎͂-So̸͚̺̐̀ ̷̤͌w̶̮̖̓h̴̛̠̭a̷̮̽t̸̡̘́͒ ̵̭̞͊i̵͙͂f̸͙͙̿̔ ̵̪̤̀I̵̥̯̔̉ ̴̖͛̅p̷̮͖͝ủ̶͙̖ṯ̷͍̎̒ ̴̖̱̽ò̸͈̱ñ̸͈͘͜ ̸͚̃͗a̸͍̱͌͝ ̵̪̉f̵̡͒ȓ̵̰̱̓o̷̰̊̀n̵̢͓͌t̶͈̩͐.̵̧͍̈͝ ̷̝̄Ş̴͔̇͝ó̵̥͛ ̴͓̊̋ͅd̸̩̂͗͜õ̶̼͝ ̴͉̎̍ͅÿ̵̺́̚ő̴͔̇u̸̬͝.̸̲̾ Anti whispered between small grunts of pain.


Darks head snapped down at him unnaturally, “How sO?”


Y̸͎̆̓o̵̧͘u̸͖̦̓ ̵̧̏k̶͎̭̆n̵̖͑o̵̥͔̐w̷͕̄̀ ̵͎́ṫ̶̹h̵̏̍͜a̶͖͔͌t̵͙̋͆ ̴̙̍͋y̸̙͗̈́o̶̝̣̐͌u̸̡͝ȓ̷͓̗ ̴̫̘͊c̴̝̜̚r̸͔͎̎̽e̷͙̣̍à̶̬̙t̶̛͔͂o̸̩̥̓ř̸̨̼ ̶͋͗͜h̸̛̭̚ā̶͖̻t̶̏ͅe̵̫̔̓s̶̨̠̊ ̸͖͚̊͝y̴̹͠o̶̹̺̎͝ṷ̷̈́̔,̵̮̖̈́ ̸̨̑́a̵͔̓͐ń̸͔d̶͙̈͑ ̴͓̮̀t̷̟̃ḧ̶̹̞́̀a̸͓̎t̷̛̠̬̃ ̶͈̬̌̀n̶͈̈́͆o̶̟̥̐̂ ̸̱̝͝ơ̶̠̓ǹ̸̳̇e̴̦̋ ̵͖̓͐ä̵̭́̔ͅc̸̗͌t̶̛̠̜ȗ̴̟̯̑ȁ̴͕̖͛l̶̹̥͌l̸͕̼̆͂y̴̜̳̎͛ ̸͖̌̀l̴̪̩̉ỏ̴̦v̷̟͈͆̍ȇ̴̟̬̉s̶͍̃̕ ̶̡͍̈́y̴̳̒͌͜o̸̝̱͐ű̶̖̑.̷̬̇̕ ̷̡͎̈́S̵̳͌̓ỏ̸̧̞̕ ̶͖͙̓͘ȳ̷̠͕͂ö̵͙̫́̈́ṵ̸̟̅̑ ̸͓͊̆ḧ̸̙̭́i̶̥̯͂̕d̴̲̒͆e̶͉̓͛ ̷̳͚̆́i̴̖̫̅t̴̮̊͝…Anti responded, squinting as he pushed out word by word- hoping desperately that it would cause an outburst. But Dark remained still, and maintained eyecontact. Anti may have known his insecurity… but he was not clever enough in his state to make a decent blow.


“My creator may hate me, but my lovelies follow me for a purpose. I’ve had quite enough of your foolish GAmeS, Anti…” He growled. “You are the true ScUm of existence, and you are well aware of it too. You will never belong anywhere you go.” Dark stated plainly, his eyes half lidded as he stared down at him.
Then he continued with the beatings, shouting out various names at him. “You’re worTHeSs.” 


Another bat swing across the chest.


“Good for NoTHinG at aLL..”


One in the stomach.


“Degenerate and PoInTLesS…”


Back of the head.


Dark took a break to wipe down the bat that was dripping with a dark green blood-like substance and other fleshy pieces. He sighed and straightened his tie, relieved he had taken off his suit jacket earlier that day. It was getting messy.. he adored it. Yet hated it at the same time.
Anti’s head was downcast weakly on the Heretic’s fork, the repeated hitting made him impale himself through his chin, and his shoulders were moving quickly up and down as he made quick pained noises. He had entirely given up on struggling or cracking any jokes.

But Dark wasn’t finished.

“You see… in the end, it’s always you who pays the price. It’s always you who is the one singled out. It’s always you who ends up… alone.” Dark smacked Anti at the last word, hard across the face. The sharp protrusion of metal ripped up the bottom of his throat and chin with the brunt of the slap. Anti sputtered into coughs, breathing hard and fast despite not requiring use of his lungs.

Anti began to whimper, S̸̡̠̾-̴̺͙̽Ṣ̶̅̉ṯ̵̘̾o̵̦͇̒p̷̦͈̒͘.̸̨͎̀̄.̵̡̌̊.̴̝̉ͅ he stammered, holding back the urge to break down. He lifted his face up, rising slowly as the green substance gushed out from his neck. P̸-̶P̸l̴e̸a̷s̷e̴ ̸l̴-̵l̷e̸t̶ ̴m̵e̷ ̷g̴o̴.̸.̸.̵ He whimpered, a voice crack near the end of the sentence showing how much damage had been done. “D-Dark… please.”

Dark lowered his hand, not being able to help his surprise. He had done it. It was so easy… Anti was begging him to stop, saying his real name.

Anti was crying out, but this time…It wasn’t the pain that caused it… no… but the wave of emotions that uproared from what Dark had said.

Anti felt real pain, for the first time in a very long time. Mental pain that raked through his subconscious like a knife- sharp and unyielding. His defenses were relinquished by none other than his old friend- and now an enemy. Dark.
Dark did this.

The feeling of betrayal was short lived, simply put, the mental pain overpowered it. His eyes began to dart back and forth at nothing as his chest shuddered with the tell tale signs of a rattled sob. Anti could not establish what was real and what was not. He could not see what was in front of him. He feared he was losing control of everything.

His mind endlessly reeled over Dark’s words again and again, scattering any little organization his thought process had to begin with.


It’s always you â̴̤̞͈̜͍͙̩͖̝͑͐́̋̑̉̚l̵̨̟̪̙͒͝͠͠w̸̨̞̱̙̓̏̋͊͗̇͝a̷̙̺̪͖͛̎̂̎͜ȳ̴̨̮̟̦̱̮̪̂̃̔̋́͒̊̑̕s̶̛͇̪͇̝̼͍͖͛̇̎̐͠͠Always… â̴̤̞͈̜͍͙̩͖̝͑͐́̋̑̉̚l̵̨̟̪̙͒͝͠͠w̸̨̞̱̙̓̏̋͊͗̇͝a̷̙̺̪͖͛̎̂̎͜ȳ̴̨̮̟̦̱̮̪̂̃̔̋́͒̊̑̕s̶̛͇̪͇̝̼͍͖͛̇̎̐͠͠ â̴̤̞͈̜͍͙̩͖̝͑͐́̋̑̉̚l̵̨̟̪̙͒͝͠͠w̸̨̞̱̙̓̏̋͊͗̇͝a̷̙̺̪͖͛̎̂̎͜ȳ̴̨̮̟̦̱̮̪̂̃̔̋́͒̊̑̕s̶̛͇̪͇̝̼͍͖͛̇̎̐͠͠Always you…

Always you who ends…


You… you… you you who ends…

Who ends… who… ends up


Alone. A̶̛̭̪̜̳̣̪̲̞̼͈̗̲͙̼̹̳̿́̀̆͊́̍̑̌͆͑̚l̸͖̤͖͔͓͖̮̟̗͈̺͒̊̌͜͝ơ̸̲̅̊̒͊̾̑͒͗̐͘͝n̸̻͈̲͔̲͕̭̩̱̻̰͛̍̃̅̏̾̿̏͌̐͒͐̆̀͌́̅̑̉̀̓̅̽̂̀͒̆̄̃̅͋̅͛̈́͊̍̓̉͗͘͘̚̕͘͜͠͝͝ę̷̗̣̤͚͍͖͚͖̫̼̼̘̦͓̮̰̮̳̺̮̪͍̜̼̣̼̜̲̼̤̣̻͕͚̙͍̠̱̳͈̞̯̳̪̯̫̲̯͔̣́̾͌̓̐́̕͠ͅ 


Anti’s sight blurred again. He could see… now he was somewhere new. And when he was finally able to comprehend the scene before him…


He was already broken.

Jokers Daughter Headcanon

She can always tell when her dad has had a bad day at work or a bad run in with the bat. So when he comes home she covers him in hugs and kisses and tries to make him laugh. When he won’t budge she turns on some music and grabs his hands making him dance, he can’t help but crack a smile at his little girl.

87, E.D

“I swear I won’t have sex with you for a month. Until you kill that eight legged motherfucker.”

You were in bed cuddling with Ethan, it was a normal day really. Nothing too special or terrifying.
You guys had spent the entire day in bed binge watching Netflix. As it was his first free day in a really long time. So you were taking advantage of it, to its fullest.
The whole day was full of just enjoying each other’s company, well like you should.
Until you were laying in his arms as he played with your hair.
“Hey e I gotta get up babe.” You said as you had to use the restroom.
“Fine, bring me a snack please?” He whined out reluctantly letting you out of his grip.
As you exited the bedroom, making your trip to the bathroom. Soon moving on to get Ethan’s snack.
As you were getting a bag of Cheetos from the cabinets, you felt something well. Odd on your hand, scared to look down, you just stood still hoping for the best.
As you looked down to your hand, you saw a spider.
Instantly throwing it of freaking the fuck out.
“ETHAN COME IN HERE NOW!” You yelled out to your boyfriend. Knowing he was equally terrified of spiders, but no way in hell were you about to let that thing touch you ever again.
“Ethannn come on! It’s an emergency!” You shouted once more to him.
He instantly came in running with a bat in his hands thinking someone broke in or something like that, ready to hit someone.
“Ethan why the fuck do you have a bat?” You asked.
“To protect You of course!” He said as he looked around for whatever you could have been yelling about.
“Y/n, why did you scream bloody murder for me, nothings here?” He questioned.
“Over there!” You yelled as you jumped on the counter, as the spider had just hopped onto the floor.
“Ethan! Get it!!!” You yelled once more clinging on your boyfriend for dear life as you sat behind him guarding yourself on the counter.
“Y/n, I’m not getting it. It’s too big.” He said as he began to prop himself up on the counter.
“ETHAN GRANT DOLAN! I swear if you don’t kill that eight legged motherfucker.” You said.
“Youll what? Is that a threat.”
“Ethan if you don’t kill it I’m not having sex with you for an entire month! Now your battle. Kill it and get laid tonight, or don’t.”
“You aren’t actually bribing me are you?” He asked. “Yep. Now get it tiger!” You yelled pushing him toward the spider.
“FOR LOVE!” Ethan yelled as he charged.
Once he got near the spider, it jumped toward him causing him to scream loudly and fall on the floor.
“Ok let’s try this.” He said as he grabbed an oven mit, wooden spoon and pot.
“Ethan we need a dead spider not a four course meal.” You sarcastically said as his plan was playing out.
“Y/n I know what I’m doing, your mans a beast!” He yelled out hitting his chest with both fists, well like a gorilla.
“Ethan, just fucking kill it.” You said tired of the whole situation, ready to just take a nap by now.
Once he neared the spider, he just threw the pan on it. And stepping on the pot once it was fully on the spider. Then he picked the pot up with oven mitts, and scraped the spider off with a spoon into the drain.
“Ethan! We cook with those!” You yelled out laughing at your hilarious boyfriend.
“Okay! He’s dead!” He yelled out victoriously.
“So, about getting laid.” He said wiggling his eyebrows toward you.
“Yeah you might want to take the oven mitts off first baby, you look like a lunch lady.” You said between fits of giggles.
Causing him to blush.
“Ok, off! So how about now?” He said as he continued the action of wiggling his brow once again.
“Ok maybe now.” You said.
And with that, you were dragged off into the shared bedroom. To celebrate his victory of killing the small creature.
Hope you enjoyed!♥️ feel free to send more in!

Credit to sincerelydolan, for the prompt
Dating Jaebum would include (highly requested)

- “jaebum, have you seen my leftovers?”

“Wait,…u didn’t leave them for me…?”

- wearing his hats a lot because this boy will fuck up ya hair during sex by pulling on it all wild and then beg you to go to Walgreens and get him some Gatorade cause he need electrolytes

- going hard whenever his parts of a song come on in the car together, jaebum probably whips so hard he turns into a stop sign or some shit

- this boy ALWAYS steals ya Chapsticks but you can’t really get mad cause he need them more than you

- twirling pasta for him and shoving it in his mouth while you’re all annoyed but he just looks at you with heart eyes

- “hey mark have u seen this pic of me and-”

“You showed it to me 20 mins ago Jaebum, it’s your lock screen, you posted it on Instagram, I’ve seen it.”

- his dad probably calls you some cute shit like his lil angel, always pesters Jaebum about treating u right while you’re next to him like yeah….yeah u should treat me like the prince/ss I am jaebum

- looks so good in suits you sometimes jus ask him to put them on and he don’t understand why

- playing pranks on each other until half of Jaebum’s eyebrow is gone, your covered in feathers, maybe it’s time to stop

- vlogging with him, and he’s all cute and bubbly and laughs a lot

- he likes taking you to new places to eat, insists on taking pictures of you everytime you get dressed for him because he wants to remember it for later

- sometimes he sings you to sleep and kisses down your neck while you cuddle up into him and his arms envelop you and it’s like heaven

- smelling like him for a while after he’s gone and that just makes you a sadder hoe bc, your jaebum is gone

- little encouraging texts from him like “I love u, u can do this, have a great day my princess”

- but 5 seconds later the mood will change and some wild ass text like “I want you naked on the bed waiting for me when i come over tonight” will come through and you’re like what the fuck jaebum I haven’t even eaten breakfast

- singing really…really offtune to everything but it’s music to Jaebums ears, wants jyp to sign ya ass up

- probably that really annoying idol that’s like “no, I have a girlfriend” to everything

- he likes braiding your hair while you snuggle with him and watch tv

- cutie who will probably hold your makeup for you in his pocket when you guys go clubbing, probably lifts you on his back cause your heels hurt your feet

- once a week you both make time to make dinners together, lasagna week is coming up and Jaebum is excited

- jaebum the type to put annoying 2009 MySpace stickers on your pictures but you love him anyways

- let’s you wear his sunglasses even though they’re two sizes too big for your face

- game nights together where he probably gets mad he’s losing scrabble and ends up kissing you to distract you

- all of got7 trying to be all up in ya relationship and jaebums like omg guys stop!!! But you’re probably in the background talking about your sex life with youngjae

- random flowers that he surprises you with and its so cliche but it works

- watching Disney movies together but they’re in English so you gotta translate for him probably

- you could probably wear a sheet with holes cut out and jaebum would probably be like damn babe you look good

- competitions to see who can eat the most icecream but that ends in jaebum laying on your lap while you hold a warm cloth over his forehead cause he tried to shove half the tub in at once

- kissing up and down his chest when you guys are laying together, it probably tickles him

- riding buses together while you fall asleep on him and jaebums like omg so cute….but then you start drooling on him and he wants to push you off but you look cute he’s so conflicted

- y'all probably hear the icecream man passing and you guys try to race, you’re pushing him into a door, he’s pulling you back by your shirt and plopping you on the couch, then by the time you get there it’s already gone cause y'all childish lmao

- you being tired sometimes at events and it ends up with you on his lap asleep in his neck while he tries to pay attention but it’s hard cause your ass is heavy

- sharing everything, you wear his sweaters, jaebum probably steals your earrings and hats smh

- styling his hair for him and sometimes picking out his clothes while you clap in the background cause he looks so cute

- New Years with him while you’re probably drunk & slurring your words and telling him how glad you are you picked him over Jackson and he’s like aw…wait what????

- “did you steal my cologne, y/n?”

“What??? I can’t hear you, I gotta go, love u bye!!!!”

- looking at animals together while you guys sigh all dramatically bc you can’t get one yet

- Mark probably has to pry you off of Jaebum when you drop him off for practice because y'all kiss each other goodbye in the car but then 2 mins later he’s on your lap for some reason, kissing down your neck and marks like we gtg dude

- petty arguments over who gets to lick the bottom of the brownie bowl

- kissing his shoulders because he’s sore sometimes and he just sits there like (◕‿◕✿)

- trying to not laugh at each other when you make eye contact on variety shows but it’s impossible and the camera zooms in on both of y'all making double chins at each other

- attempting cooking classes together but jaebum ends up slicing himself so you gotta take him home and listen to him complain about the hello kitty bandaid you gave him

- roasting him because he got more Simpsons memorabilia than he got pictures of you
•"Why don’t you just keep Bart in ya wallet then?“
But he got a Photocard in there you just don’t know lmao

- grabbing onto his hair when he’s literally fucking you into a wall and his princess ass stops like baby girl, I love you, but watch the hair

- sending him little butterfly kisses from across the practice room and he’s all dramatic and pretends to catch them and put them in his pocket for later and jacksons like bro….why didnt u do that for me??

- randomly screaming about something and jaebum runs in with a bat all scared but you’re just staring at pictures of him on tumblr and he’s like really

- really into stripteases, but likes to pick the music and you’re trying to be all sexy to some fast ass techno beat

- in all honesty, the entire relationship feels like when you’ve been laughing for a really long time and you get that little pause where everything feels nice and you love the way life looks, and jaebum makes you feel like that because he treats you like the apple of his eye and puts you above everything else like the cutie he is, your number one fan and sugar bun

Lurking in the Dark; 3

Originally posted by yoonohthings

♥︎ Genre: Vampire au, lots of angst, fluff, maybe some smut later on.

♥︎ Pairing: Vampire! Jaehyun x Reader

♥︎ Warnings: Language, Violence, Blood.

♥︎ Word Count: 1,507

♥︎ A/N: This one is shorter than I wanted to make it, but I couldn’t find the right way to end it if I made it any longer. Plus, I didn’t want to give to much away ;)

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4

After the odd events in the woods, you and Hana rushed home, locking the doors and covering the windows as quickly as possible. Terror ran deep in your veins for hours, neither of you bothered to move from the couch or say anything until reality finally hit.

“It was him, but… it wasn’t him,” Hana finally whispers, and you know she’s referring to Sicheng. “His eyes… t-they were glowing.”

“Just like my dream,” you whisper back, pulling your knees close to your chest. “They were dead though. I saw them all dead,” you tug at your hair, eyes squeezing shut at the memories.

“Well, they were clearly alive and healthy from the looks of it,” Hana pulls the blanket she had wrapped around her small frame closer.

“I know, but…” you sigh, thinking back to the words Sicheng had said when you mentioned their death, ‘something like that…’ he’d said. You were so confused by what he said, you had no idea what it meant. How could they have died, but not really be dead? Your mind was reeling for the remainder of the night.

For the next few days, you and Hana try to act as if nothing had happened, but the tension was thick. Neither of you seemed to be able to shake the events from your minds, you both wanted an explanation. You had a feeling that something big was about to happen, and you wished you could figure out what it was before something bad happened.

“We have to go back and get answers,” you finally say a few days after trying and failing to act like everything was fine.

“Are you crazy? Sicheng told me that if I ever came back, he would kill me,” Hana gasps at your idea. She bit her lip hard, eyes shooting daggers at you.

“From what I was told, if it’s even true, he’s bluffing,” you start preparing yourself to persuade her. “Besides, he would never have the guts to lay a finger on you.”

“I have a really back feeling about that place, Y/N. Might I remind you that his eyes were glowing?!” she points out, pointing her finger in the direction of the forest just beyond your covered apartment windows.

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I’ll never be able to think straight again if I don’t get some answers,” you sigh and slip a hoodie on before looking around for a few flashlights.

“W-wait, are you really going to go out there right now?” her voice shakes at the thought of being left alone at night in the dark apartment.

“If I can get answers, then yes. I’m going out there right now,” you throw the flashlights and some other things you decide you may need into a bag, slipping your shoes on when you’re done. Hana watches as you check the battery on your phone and grab the baseball bat you two kept by the door in case of intruders. “If I’m not back by sunrise… call the cops.”

With that, you walk out of the door and out into the night. You clutch the bat tightly in your hands as you make your way to the path in the forest. Taking a deep breath, you step onto the moonlit path. Just as you’re about to start walking, a voice speaks up behind you.

“I-I can’t let you go in there alone… what kind of friend would I be if I did?” Hana lets out a nervous laugh and looks down at her feet.

“Admit it, you want answers as badly as I do!” you grin and nudge her shoulder, trying to ease the tension.

“Let’s just get this over with,” she mumbles under her breath. You both walk the rest of the way in silence, taking out the flashlights once you reach the cemetery gates. Hana decided she didn’t want to split away from you this time, which was probably a smart idea considering you didn’t want to be alone either.

“S-Sicheng?” you call out to the seemingly empty darkness. “Jeno? Mark? Doyoung?”

“M-Maybe they aren’t out here right now, Y/N,” Hana says after many attempts of calling the boys with no success.

“I’m sure they are, they have to—“

“What are you doing, I thought the others warned you not to come back,,” Doyoung suddenly appears from behind one of the larger tombstones. You jump and point your bat at him, not expecting anyone to pop up out of nowhere so quickly. He looks at you as if you’re crazy.

“How could you guys just suddenly appear, alive and well, and expect me to not come back for answers?” you say harshly, glaring at him and standing your ground. His eyes flash red in what you can only assume is anger.

“Get out of here, both of you,” his harsh words cause Hana to flinch next to you, but you know Doyoung won’t do much besides begging you to go.

“You don’t scare me Doyoung. I know you would never do anything to hurt me,” you state boldly, puffing out your chest and trying to look tough. As if to prove your point, you drop the bat.

“Are you sure about that?” he grins, flashing you what could only be described as fangs. Your heart rate picks up and you suddenly wish you hadn’t set the bat down. There was no way he actually had fangs, was there?

“W-what are you?” you say, pushing Hana behind you and backing up a few steps. Instead of answering he just grins at you, giving you a full view of his fangs and red eyes. Your confidence drops even more when Johnny suddenly appears behind Doyoung from out of nowhere.

“Well, well, look who came back,” Johnny smirks as he leans against one of the tombs. Your breath catches in your throat at the sight of him and you turn to grab Hana and your bat before running.

“Leaving so soon?” A boy you had never seen before is suddenly in front of you two before you can even blink. You take a step back, almost falling before a strong hand grabs your shoulder to steady you. You scream and flinch away from the touch before turning to find Sicheng in front of you.

“Let them go, Yuta,” he growls and steps in front of you defensively.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that!” the mischievous boy now known as Yuta smiles at you, looking you dead in the eye before winking. “Taeyong and Jaehyun would be pissed if they found out you two got away again.”

“W-what are you going to do to us?” Hana cries, her whole body trembling in fear. You watch carefully as Yuta takes a step closer, reaching his hand out towards her face. Before you can even react and pull Hana back or use your bat, Sicheng is grabbing the older boy’s hand and twisting it back.

“You lay a hand on her and I swear to god, I’ll kill you,” he whispers to Yuta under his breath.

“What’s going on here?”Another boy emerges from the darkness of the forest surrounding all of you. You swear your heart stops for a moment when you look at him. He’s more handsome than anyone you had ever set eyes on, and you felt drawn to him despite the caution lights going off in your head. You blush when you see him staring right back at you.

“Great, now you’re all screwed,” Sicheng mumbles to himself, shutting his eyes in frustration. The boy stops in front of you and gives you a gentle smile that doesn’t go along with his dangerous aura.

“I’ve been waiting for you to come back again,” he says, slowly extending his out for you to take. “I’m Jaehyun.”

“Y-Y/N,” you feel oddly compelled to tell him your name and allow him to take your hand. He brings your hand up to his lips slowly, pressing his lips to your knuckles before deeply inhaling your scent. Doyoung and Sicheng watch warily, ready to pounce if he decides to try anything funny.

“I know,” he smirks, letting go of your hand. “I’ve been waiting for you to come back.”

“What do you mean you’ve been waiting for me? How do you know my name?” You’re knocked out of your trance at his words. Your eyebrows furrow as you take a step back and clutch the bat in your hand tightly. Jaehyun smirks and tilts his head to the side, looking at you with amused eyes.

“Hmm, I’m really not sure you’ll believe me.” At this point, he’s trying to keep you on edge. He has to know that after everything you’ve witnessed within the past year, you were willing to believe almost anything.

“Try me,” you glare at him, wanting answers.

“Well in that case,” he brings his face close to yours, his lips brush against your ear, “We’re all vampires, and you’re my mate.”

Imagine telling your boyfriend Edward you were nearly hit by the Bat-mobile

Originally posted by multifandom-hope

Originally posted by goktugeminsafli

Originally posted by wedotimetoo

The Riddler was drumming his fingers on the table, gathered with the other rogues. His phone began to ring and he saw it was you. He held the phone to his ear. “Hello?”
“Uhh, Ed? Are you sitting down?”
“Yeah…” He said slowly. “Why? What’s wrong?”
“Well (B/F/N) and I had kind of had a run in with the bat…”
“You what!?” Edward quickly put the phone on speaker at the mention of Jonathan’s partner as well as the bat. “Well, the stuff with Sionis is kinda kicking off and well to be blunt batman nearly ran me over with the Batmobile.” “SAY THAT AGAIN!?” Edward cried.
It was brilliant!” They heard scarecrows partner and your best friend laugh in hysterics in the background. “Absolutely comical!”
“Are you okay!?”
 "Yeah, a little sore-“
Hey! I kid you not, they put Superman to shame!“ Your best friend cackled in the background. ”That was the greatest superman dive I’ve ever seen! They dived out the way and rolled off another car!
“Shut up!” You laughed.
“You two get back here right now!” Edward demanded.
 "Uh huh. We’ve to come back.“ You said to your best friend.
Okay dokey, Eddie boy!“ Your best friend cheered.
“We’ll be back soon.” You promised and hung up the phone.

(B/F/N) = Best Friends Name