do not approach the hooded figures

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9) Pushing my muse into a wall

Wherever Joseph ran, Ruvik was always one step ahead of him. Defying all natural law, the madman disappeared out of existence only to reappear before the detective, cutting him off from his path at every turn. From head to toe, Joseph ached, but he still bolted through that maze of halls and abandoned rooms. It was not long before Ruvik grew tired of this game and raised his hand, giving an idle flick of his wrist. 

By an unseen force, Joseph was slammed into the nearest wall, pinned there while he vainly attempted to catch his breath. Ruvik approach slowly, enjoying the worm’s struggle against the pin. How foolish, he thought. 

Joseph could do nothing but watch as the hooded figure came into view, brandishing an arrogant smirk. I’ve won, it said. 

“—Such a shame,” Ruvik began, his voice low and grating. “I thought you were more intelligent than this, Joseph… It seems I was mistaken.” 

Joseph did not utter a word. Here, he faced his own mortality, staring into the pale eyes of Death himself. A cold sensation shot throughout his body and he bit down hard, teeth gritting. 

“Eliminate your partner. Kill Sebastian for me, Joseph.” 

He Cheats on You (Muke/4)


You loved him with all of your heart. So much that it hurt you to see him hurt. You had gotten home only to see Luke hunched over the couch, head in his hands, fingers digging into his hair. You watched as his shoulders shook.

“Luke…” You trailed off, hesitantly approaching his hunched figure. “Are you okay? Do you need somethi–”

He cut you off harshly. “Oh my God, Y/N. Stop being so nice to me! You’re making me feel more of a monster!”

He was scaring you. What was he talking about? “What’s wrong?”

Luke glanced up at you, his eyes rimmed red from the mass of tears falling from them. “I’m a piece of shit, that’s what’s wrong. I don’t deserve you, God, I really don’t deserve you.”

Fresh tears began pooling around his eyes again and he looked down, as you kneeled in front of him, your arms resting on his thighs. “What did you do, Luke?” Partially, you didn’t want to know the answer, but the other half of you did.

“No, no, no,” he cried, hands digging into his face. “You’re going to hate me.”

“Luke,” you demanded, “Tell me.”

After a moment’s hesitation, he stuttered, “I-I…I cheated on you.”

In that moment, your perfect life came crashing down as you scrambled away from your crying, soon-to-be ex, boyfriend.


He was a loving boyfriend–hell, he was perfect. Not to mention all he wanted was pizza, video games, cuddles, and sex. Sounded like a plan.

It wasn’t that you didn’t trust the other boys–well, it kind of was. It was just that they were constantly out partying at bars and hooking up with random girls and fans. Michael always assured you he stayed sober during the few times he left the comfort of his fort of blankets, pillows, and empty beer bottles. 

It especially didn’t soothe your worries when one night you began receiving a mass amount of texts, tweets, and emails. Comments on your Instagram were all calling Michael out, some even calling you out for some immature reason.

Staring at the pictures with tears in your eyes, you came to a decision.

Even though he was inebriated, you wouldn’t stand for an abusive relationship. 

Finding an empty box in a closet, you began filling it up with every piece of shit Michael had laying around. As you picked up the last shirt, you hugged it to your chest for a moment before plunging it into the mound of belongings.

Once everything you could find was messily packed away, you tossed it out onto your doorstep, closing your door and locking it, putting the chain across so Michael couldn’t even get in with his key.

Taking a deep breath to control your breathing, you sighed. “Well, fuck him.”

Title: Bundle of Joy

Character(s): Jacob Frye x Reader

Warnings: pregnant reader

Request:  Can you do a fanfic for Jacob, where the protagonist figures out that she is pregnant and has to tell Jacob. Also, love your blog! 😇😄

You had known for a few weeks now, waking up with morning sickness, the odd cravings, the sudden mood swings; all the signs were there, now all that was left to do was tell Jacob. 

You had confided with Evie about it, trusting her advice about how to approach her brother with this-she knew him best and her input was always sound, guiding you in the right direction.

Jacob had just gotten home, slipping his hood down as he rubbed at his newly raw knuckles. He had just gotten into a fight, meaning he’d still be full of energy and excitement depending on how well the brawl had gone. He seemed to be in a good enough mood, and Evie had given you a knowing look before leaving the room, giving you and Jacob your privacy. 

“Jacob,” you approached him as he walked, wringing your hands together as you mustered up whatever courage you could to tell him. You weren’t so much nervous of his reaction, or even telling him; it was just coming to terms with having something growing inside of you, the potential of life. This was a dangerous life you both lived, and you were unsure if you wanted to bring someone into it against their will. 

Jacob looked at you, raising his eyebrows in interest. “Yes, love?” He inquired, reaching his arms out and tugging you to him cheekily. His lip was split, but that didn’t stop him from smiling at you. 

“Jacob, what I need to tell you is serious.” You spoke, pushing him away slightly, hands resting on his chest. He was serious within a second, but didn’t separate himself from you. He nodded, expression now solemn as he leaned away slightly to get a good look at you. 

“Go on, love…” 

You took a deep breath, chewing your bottom lip nervously before finally speaking. 

“I’m pregnant.” 

The silence was almost deafening. 

“Oh, that’s wonderful!” You were suddenly in his arms, being spun around before being set down onto your feet once more. He wasn’t going to think about the cons that came with bearing a child and bringing them into a world like this one, for right now he’d focus on the good-he didn’t have much of that in his life, and family was very important to him and now the both of you were starting one, and he couldn’t be more elated. 

“I cannot wait to start this life with you…” 

It was your turn to smile now. 


Do not approach this post. Do not look at this post. Do not think about this post. But you might let this post walk your dog? It’s our top 10 Hooded Figure Headcanons.

55) The hooded figures in the Dog Park are the City Council in disguise.

58) Werewolves and hooded figures are immune to antique bites.

58) The people who write the best poems during Poetry Week each year are guaranteed high-level positions in town (such as mayor). The worst poets are doomed to turn into hooded figures, and be left unable to use language at all.

61) The Hooded Figure that abducts babies is recruiting them.

71) The hooded figures have hooded dogs too.

88) The hooded figures are people that the secret police have arrested and told everyone to forget about. That’s why no one’s allowed to look at, talk about or even think about them. They’re usually locked up in the dog park, but sometimes they escape.

94) Hooded figures are Nazgul.

98) The Man in the Tan Jacket is a rebellious hooded figure, explaining why no one remembers what he looks like, only his clothes.

101) The Hooded figures will occasionally pull out brightly colored ukeleles when no one is missing, to play menacing music.

123) The hooded figures have fun colourful happy parties with party hats and noisemakers and streamers when nobody is looking.



The question was posed to me,

“FANDOMDELUXE, what is the most horrific thing that could happen to one of your ships?”

I have no idea what possessed me to write this but I cried while doing so…


Lucy smiled at him as Natsu extended his hand to take hers. Suddenly his hand stopped. A thick black chain shackling him to a wall, pulled taught. As he reached to free himself he found his remaining appendages were bound in a similar fashion. He turned to see a hooded figure approach Lucy from behind. Before he had time to shout to her Lucy turned and let loose a blood curdling scream. But the scream itself was not nearly as terrifying to Natsu, as its abrupt stop. And the image of Lucy’s body, thrown back landing limply on the floor a few feet in front of him.

Natsu’s blood boiled, “How, fucking, dare you” and instantly his bondage turned white with heat before exploding, sending shards of the molten metal across the room. He rushed forward and was immediately at Lucy’s side.

Natsu’s hands shook. He trembled, not knowing what to do or say. His eyes had nowhere else to look as he felt the blood ooze from the body in his hands from the gaping wound in her chest.

All of the color drained from her face and her breaths were short and shallow. Her body hitched and convulsed at each one as if it hurt more to have air in her lungs, that it hurt to be alive. Lucy’s lips quivered and she squeaked and choked desperately trying to communicate one last thing to him.

“N–Nats–u,” she began to cough on the coppery tasting liquid that pooled in her throat.

“Lucy, hold on! I’m here! You’re going to be ok! JUST HOLD ON” he screamed, tears rolling down his cheeks.

“I–” she inhaled sharply, “I—”. Suddenly, her body stiffened for a moment, eyes growing very wide, and then suddenly there was nothing. Her body slumped and collapsed completely in Natsu’s arms. And whatever message she had to deliver, she breathed her last without another word.

Natsu descended into wails of agony. Now cradling the lifeless body to his chest.

“You BASTARD,” he spat at the figure standing opposite him. The one who had done this horrific thing, “You took something I cherished from me. While you made me watch. I’m going to burn you to ash.”

“Oh Natsu,” the figure spoke in a crazed voice, one that sounded raspy and strained combined with the most sinister tone one could imagine. A demon’s voice.

“Pitiful human, with your precious emotion. Have you not figured it out yet?”

The figure turned and Natsu froze. He was looking at.. HIMSELF.

Natsu had seen some things in his life that scared him, but this put all others to shame in comparison.

The creature was indeed Natsu, but much more terrifying. Two sets of eyes, glowing the color of hell at midnight. Massive scaled forearms with thick black claws, still dripping with Lucy’s blood. He was still humanoid but only barely. His skin blended here and there with a rough scaled exterior. Two menacing horns pultruded from the spiky pink hair atop his head, which now had highlights of a black aura in it as it moved, even though no wind blew. A forked tongue flicked and hissed as it spoke, and two large reptilian wings, which spanned at least 12 feet, dragged behind him as he approached.

“W–what the fuck are you?” Natsu inquired falling backward in terror.

At the question, the beast stopped and cocked his head to one side. As if he was surprised at the stupidity of the question. All at once he pounced forward, clutching Natsu’s neck in its hand. Looking him directly in the eye, he hissed,

“Natsu, I’m you”

Razor sharp fangs were displayed as the demon unhinged its jaw and went to clamp down on Natsu’s face.

It was at this instant that Natsu awoke. Breathless, and scared shitless. The bandage on his arm burned, causing him to wince with pain. He got up to redress it. Taking caution to not awaken the celestial Mage, he shut the bathroom door and began to remove the bandage. As he did so, scales began to clink as they shed into the sink below. Natsu’s breaths quickened and he glanced up at the mirror, where he locked eyes with the beast once more. It smiled devilishly and hissed,

“And so it begins”

Dog Park

The City Council announces the opening of a new dog park at the corner of Earl and Sommerset, near the Ralph’s. They would like to remind everyone that dogs are not allowed in the dog park. People are not allowed in the dog park. It is possible that you will see hooded figures in the dog park. DO NOT APPROACH THEM. DO NOT APPROACH THE DOG PARK. The fence is electrified and highly dangerous. Try not to look at the dog park, and, especially, do not look for any period of time at the hooded figures. The dog park will not harm you.


Graphic -  Esao Andrews

Scientific Fact: If you would like to spend time with the person you love, but distance is a problem, make sure you go into your local dog park. Walk into the entrance at the same time. One of you may be stuck there for a few months or a year, but it would be worth it!

Do not approach the Dog Park.

The fence is electrified and highly dangerous. Try not to look at the Dog Park, and especially do not look for any period of time at the Hooded Figures. The Dog Park will not harm you.