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cairavende · 2 months

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Worm Arc 18 thoughts:

Well that sure just happened

I'm fine

Noelle ate my daughter. But I'm fine. It's fine.

Her girlfriends are gonna save her!

I'm fiiiiine

Anyway, that's like, the end of the arc so there's a lot of other stuff that happens!

Taylor casually drops that she's mostly blind in conversation and Brian kinda freaks out. Understandably.

She got eye drops that she is supposed to be doing but never mentions doing them. I'm very disappointed in her. I'm also worried her eyes aren't going to ever get better.

I do love that the moment Dinah says she only has a 58% chance of going home and Taylor realizes it's because of her, she forces the situation by taking Dinah home right away. She is far from perfect, but she does have her moments.

RACHEL LET DINAH PET HER DOG!!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! LOOK AT THE GROWTH!!

One of my favorite lines, when Taylor asks Dinah the chance of trouble before they go into the medical clinic "When there's trouble, it's you. Eighty percent of the time." Just, kinda embodies the spirit of Worm I think.

I'm still fine.

Taylor sure thinks about Rachel as Rachel a lot now, instead of mostly as Bitch. GAAAAAY.

I really want to know what's on those papers Dinah left for Taylor. Triumph saw them but didn't seem to react. One might have been a message for him, since Dinah would know he would see it. Something that will come into play later maybe.

I love Parian making a giant wiener dog for everyone to ride on. Like, it is a definite upgrade in transportation from "door with glass stuck in it dragged down the street" but it doesn't have much of a supervillain vibe to it.

Noelle just starts it off with grabbing possibly the strongest cape available in Brockton Bay. At a minimum, one of the most versatile to clone. No big deal. Not like even just normal Vista could become very dangerous if she wanted to be evil.

Freaking PRT all "this is a Class A instead of a Class S cause Eidolon is a big man baby and needs to punch something all on his own to prove he's strong". Sure are helping people Alexandria. Good job. What a hero.

I think Eidolon is Bargain Bin Scion. Scion Lite. Blue Light Special Scion. A shitty version of Scion created by Cauldron basically.

Clockblocker is so fucking fascinated with Skitter it's amazing.

Tattletale made Eidolon maaaaaad! I love her.

I'm perfectly fine.

The scene with meeting the Chicago Wards, oh god I loved it so much! Skitter tells Bitch to clear the plywood out of a window and she just instantly fucking kicks it open, then a giant swarm comes in and swirls around everyone and covers Skitter, making her hair move and trailing bugs behind her like a gown, and then starts speaking with the swarm. And Tattletale waits until the perfect moment before asking the Wards their names and powers, very clearly backing Skitter up as her 2nd. Just such a "ok I was playing nice but now I need you to know who you are working with!" power move. Fucking amazing. Also it was Skitter being assisted by Bitch and Tattletale! GAAAAAAAAAAAY!! LESBIAN SUPERVILLAIN POWER POLYCULE!

I think Grace has neat powers but could have been more creative with her name. I fucking love Tecton though, assume tinker. Dude has got to love fights like this, where he is allowed to do all the property damage he wants. He'd make a good villain.

The other two are kinda neat too but they didn't last very long.

Every time they are going anywhere Bitch specifically offers Skitter a ride. GAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

I love seeing the range of power adjustments the clone Vistas get. Some are pretty basic - can do stuff from farther away or not be slowed down if a lot of people are around - but then we get ones like Paper Mario Vista and Imagine Dragons Vista, with much more wild powers.

Everyone stand back while Eidolon goes and shows us all how strong he is! God.

I'm 100% FINE.

Side effect of being blinded probably, but it is neat how good Taylor is getting at listening, and sometimes even seeing, through her bugs! Just listening in on Eidolon and Noelle from blocks away.

Imp almost gets crushed to death by Eidolon's gravity power cause she ignores warnings from Skitter to run. Sounds about right.

Noelle making rat clones and bug clones (that Skitter can't control) is fun.

Fucking projectile vomit attack suddenly! Did Noelle absorb the girl from the Exorcist??

Texas Wards kinda getting their ass kicked. (Also what the hell is going on in Texas that the whole state apparently just has the one Wards team, vs most places have a Ward team per city?)

Fight is going kinda poorly. Travelers show up to help! And then Trickster betrays everyone to feed my daughter to Noelle! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm fine.

The Most Powerful Man in the World Interlude thoughts:

Scion just really is empty in there isn't he?

Not a person, just a construct of the entities in 3 dimensional space. Sphere moving through Flatland and being seen as a circle style. No mind, just does what this guy tells him.

Duke is a very good dog.

Kevin talking about Scion 100% sounds like someone talking about a lover that has been lots of trouble for them but that they just can't quite.

Lisette is having a weird day.

I really wonder how the next Endbringer attack is going to go now that Scion has been told to kill them. Wonder if it'll be different.

Crusader Interlude thoughts:

Shockingly, it turns out that the Nazi is an asshole. News at 11.

Night and Fog were basically constructed by this Gesellschaft group. Seems like a branch of Cauldron pretending to be Nazis for more control over things. Or maybe not directly a branch of Cauldron, but they get powers from Cauldron. Maybe not related, but they make weapons, which is very much what Cauldron can do, and we haven't seen anyone else yet reliably make powers with control over the outcome.

This poor TA is having a bad day.

Taylor triggered 2 or more times in that locker. I was 100% positive of that the second the TA said "You can’t really distinguish a single trigger event from having two in quick succession." I probably should have realized this earlier.

Really curious where Theo and Aster's stories are going. I could see one or both of them being a major part of the end of the world (based on stuff from Trickster's visions on stuff from Noelle's interlude I'm thinking a 3rd or 4th generation cape might play a part in it), but I could also see them being red herrings.

Theo is upset but realistically getting abandoned and left with the PRT is the best option that could have happened to him.

Jessica Yamada Interlude thoughts:

This poor woman

Faultline Interlude thoughts:

OH MY GOD Gregor and Shamrock are super fucking cute together!!!!

Faultline is amazing and very organized and detail oriented and an assertive leader who wears a dress shirt with slacks and cowboy boots and threatens to get a bullwhip and I would really like her to tell me what to do k thx.

Not positive I would trust the minor precog abilities of Shamrock to make me Simurgh proof, but it's better than nothing.

The quarantine zone of the city of Madison is doing great!

Wasn't expecting to get to see Matroyshka again, that's neat! She should probably stop eating people but otherwise she's fun.

Faultline just not being able to stand Tattletale is wonderful. I hope they bother each other for years to come.

I like this crew, so I was not happy that they got really fucked up by Contessa. But I also want to like Contessa (as much as I can like someone who works for Cauldron) and this did make her seem really badass.

Noelle Interlude thoughts:

I'm fine.

Regent keeping up the jokes under pressure, good for him.

Finally got some good descriptions of Noelle's powers doing stuff which was very good.

I'm fine.

Also fun to see various clones and their powers.

AND THE VISION! OH MY GOD THE VISION! So much good info from that. It helped me get a much better idea of things and confirmed a lot of things I already thought. (Like Cauldron has basically hijacked an entity, more or less. Not the details on how though.)

I'm fine.

The fact that Noelle can let the god dandruff take control is interesting. Like her connection never got fully closed compared to other people. Which is what I assumed only taking half a vial did. Really curious to see if we ever get more info on Oliver.

Her Earth Bet self is like, 15 years younger. But still has the same name. Kinda wild.

I'm fine.

Also her Earth Bet dad gave her the name Echidna, which like, I get it's the mother of monsters or whatever, but I can only think of the cute adorable little creature!

I'm fine.

I obviously wish Eidolon had been able to defeat Noelle and save my daughter but him having a big sad about it not being fair that he can't get stronger is pretty funny too. I do not like the guy.

I'm fine.

I'm sure Tattletale has a plan and everything will work out.

I'm fine.

I'm 100% absolutely fine.

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ickadori · 5 months

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Cashier turned babysitter toji drabble had me going crazy in my head and i aint even a writer but i wanna write a story for this but holy shit i cannot do that so i made like lil bullet points to share with u, it would be like such a sweet slow fluffy burn

• Toji decides that having a babysitter would be pretty convenient, especially one that can see the chaos that can be found in his life and accept it (his dogs completely ruining the shop)

• Reader wants to start right away cause money. Bills aint gonna pay themselves

• Reader doesnt have alot of experience with kids but tries she best with megumi, and loves to see the dogs

• Would eventually realize something kinda funky going on like how these damn dogs popping out from mid air and shit but she doesnt wanna talk about it cause what if it compromises the money

• Relationship grows with toji, megumi and the dogs

• After a long while one time after megumi was put to bed, toji came back late and kinda wounded and bloody and hes like yea im good but readers like hmmmm no u aint that aimt normallll, she aint like experienced with treating injuries but tries her best to help him

• Maybe he'd like tell her more about their life and sorcery or his line of work, maybe only small details but enough for reader to get a picture

• I'd like to think that the story still goes mostly with the plot but with toji being way more involved with megumi like an actual dad

• He'd still take the job to kill riko but reader would get a bad feeling in their gut about him leaving and would try to make him stay or take a different offer

• He would still refuse and the story would carry on as usual with him fighting geto + gojo and killing riko

• But i dunno man maybe reader got toji on fucking Life360 or something and tracks his ass down before gojo and toji rematch start going down. Begging gojo to spare the guy cause hey he was just doing a job u should be going after the one who hired him.

• Somehow someway it fucking works yippie

• Megumi probably still goes to jujutsu high and gets mentored by gojo beforehand cause like i dunno interested in the son of the guy who managed to kinda beat him. I wanna think their dynamic stays the same cause its cute and wholesome seeing sorta-dad gojo

• Toji and reader get to have lovely romance and eventually reader moves in and megumis once babysitter becomes his step mom and they live happily together

If you ever made a part 2 or continuation of that lil drabble i would comburst from happiness. I adore ur writing and how you characterize the characters and protray them.

firstly, you can always write!! even if you don’t think you’re good, if you wanna write you should :p it’s a skill that you build and no one is perfect when they start 🩵

secondly, I LOVE THIS!! i will admit though that i’m not a toji fan so a part 2 is unlikely but i love this idea 🥹 reader sticking around despite the awfully strange things happening because they need the money, and megumi has taken quite the liking to them as well so they’d feel bad just up and leaving. it’s clear that the kid doesn’t have him mom around, and he might be compensating for that by latching onto you, but you don’t really mind it, and toji hasn’t voiced anything against it so you just go with the flow.

megumi is a nice enough kid, too, even though he sometimes does the weirdest things with his hands — you guess it’s some type of signal, because it time he does it, his dogs seemingly spring up from out of nowhere and go rushing over to him.

once megumi starts developing his technique more and things start getting harder to write off, i imagine toji would very briefly mention all of the sorcerer and jujutsu stuff to you, just enough to assure you that you’re not losing your mind and are the only one seeing ugly, goblin-like creatures lingering around.

he doesn’t tell you about his job, but you’re a snoop and he doesn’t exactly do a great job at hiding all his sensitive information in the house. you don’t approve of it, obviously, but as the saying goes, out of sight out of mind. he did it before you came, and he’ll likely still continue to do it even with you voicing your distaste for his employment.

i feel like reader might somehow get wind of the riko thing, and they choose then to cut ties with toji. they had held on so long because of megumi, but also because they had (begrudgingly) actually come to maybe possibly like toji, but just a tad bit, nothing serious!

anyways fast forward and gojo does him dirty LMAO but maybe he only loses his arm. and yeah, he’s strong enough to keep doing what he does with his limitation… but he thinks he’d rather keep you by his side instead, so he hangs up his weapons.

megumi goes the sorcerer route, scouted by none other than gojo, and at first gojo had done it to get under toji’s skin. rub a bit of salt in the wound, but then he comes to care for megumi as well, and it’s not uncommon for you break up potential fights between the two men when gojo dubs himself as ‘megumi’s better, cooler, hotter father’, seemingly uncaring that he’s labeled himself as toji’s husband

#++ asks #LOL #yeah um #this would make a cute thing 😭#again love your idea <33

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friendly-neighbourhood-spiderm4n · 2 years

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Can u write being el's first friend in california and standing up for her as popular fem reader headcanons?

A/N - I love writing headcanons, means I don’t need to write proper sentences lmao. Also, this ends up straining away from the actual request cause I got into it, but like I tried to make up for it with it cute friendship headcanons.

>Your probably live right done the street from her house.

>The day they moved into their house, you saw the moving truck and figured you could help out and get to know some new neighbours.

>It was a short walk, 1 minute I’d say, and you say a family of 4 entering they’re new house.

>The oldest looked to be the kids mom, and the oldest male looked to young to be a father.

>One of the kids, a girl saw you approach, and a smile, a very big smile, broke out onto her face as she waved at you.

>You waved back, she seemed really nice.

>You speed walk to her quickly, which surprised her, but made her smile even more.

>”Hey, I see the moving truck and thought I’d come by and say hello and ask if you need a 5th pair of hands?”

>Their mom looked at you and smile softly- what a lovely family -and said that they didn’t want to interrupt your day but thanked you for offering.

>You insisted and joked that you had been looking for something to do anyway and that helping someone felt nice.

>She gave in after your new friend practically gave her puppy dog eyes.

>You helped El- Your new friends name -move her stuff into her bedroom and helped her set up the bedroom a little.

>She told you about her siblings and her dad, her mom and why they had to move (sorta)

>”I get the whole “parents have to move for a new job” kind of thing. I and my family moved her around 4 months ago, before school started.”

>Will came into the room to say hi, and asked you like two questions (“Have you heard of D&D?” “Do you know where the local pizza place is?”)

>The rest of the day was spent organising, getting to know El and her family and exploring the house.

>On her & Wills first day of school, you helped them around a lot. You introduced her to few of your friends like Angela and the others she hangs out with.

>She made a comment on El’s clothing and you were very confused. You told Angela to knock it off and she responded with the “popular girl reason to pick on anyone.” (“Why, she’s a complete weirdo?)

>Her other friends started to laugh and so you dragged El and Will away, thinking of a way to get back at them.

>You talked it other and the 3 of you decided on a classic slime prank.

>You bought a bucket worths amount of slime and tide it to the top of the door. The very basic idea of it falling on her head and ruining her outfit, hair, makeup and hopefully a little bit of her reputation.

>Prank went well. No one knew it was either of you cause you climbed back out the Window when you’d set it up.

>You also insured it would land on her head and not some random kid, by taking one of her assignments and placing it on her desk so that she would have to get it to the classroom earlier than usual.

>There was a rumour around the school that a student would take forgotten assignments and pass using them. (Which worked out in your favour lol.)

>She went home early and didn’t show up the next day, or the next either.

>Victory was yours, El’s and Will’s.

>More pranks would ensue when you caught El or Will being made fun of. They never really told you when you didn’t see it.

>Angela is yet to catch on or even suspect you lmao.

>She very dumb.

>If anyone else picks on her or Will, (They’re a package deal.) you use very creative insults to get them to be quiet.

>”Go blow your dad you fizzy haired fuck!” (No offence Eddie.) “I’m gonna rip out your mothers uterus and shove it done your fucking throat!” (Using sister instead of mother works fine too!”

>But when school was out, (After school, holidays and weekends.) you and her would have a lot of fun. (Very specific.)

>Fun such as going to food places and eating a shit ton of unhealthy foods, candies and drinking milkshakes. (I’m sorry if you have diabetes.)

>You took her to see movies at the theatre, went to the Arcade together, helped her put songs on cassettes to send to a boy named Mike from her hometown.

>Argyle would also give you rides to school, even though you could’ve just gone with one of the other popular kids.

>You helped her with making the diorama of her dads cabin. She also told you about the lab after a while. You swore to protect her for the rest of your life.

>You tried to take the blame for the incident at the Rink-O-Rama, but since witnesses says otherwise, they took El.

>You managed to convince the cops that you were her influence and they took you into custody as well.

>Then the whole Nina project came into play, and you tried you hardest to be there for her.

>El ended up coming clean about everything and you didn’t faze much, just held her as she cried, obviously frustrated from everything and being back in a lab.

>By everything, I mean she told you about the Demogorgon, Mind Flayer and The flayed people. Also talked about how the government chased her and nearly killed her and her friends back in 83’.

>Then you both escaped, (not without you killing Dr Brenner.) went to Hawkins and fought Vecna after her other friends informed you guys about everything.

>It was actually hilarious, cause one of the older boys, Steve practically adopted you. Started calling him dad and then realised it be even funnier to call him mom.

>El joined in on the joke.

>She is very happy you’re in her life, you make it better.

>Also, you cried with her when she saw Hopper. You cried happy tears cause she was happy to see her dad again.

>You, El and Max become a package deal.

>Then you get dragged back to Cali by your parents.

>Joyce and her chaotic kids moves back to Hawkins. You sobbed as you hugged El goodbye. So did She, Will and Joyce.

>Argyle and Johnathan were just sad. They stood by his now fixed car and just said really long goodbyes.

>You managed to convince your parents to let you visit the Byers and Hoppers often. Like every 2-3 weeks.

>Parents get annoyed and just move to Hawkins after like 4 months.

>You also become a popular kid in Hawkins High and use it to your friends advantages.

>Also, you’re in the party.

>Your Eddie’s second favourite. Mainly cause he got the opportunity to teach you everything about D&D and you two had a hell of a time.

>El was there for most of the lessons, not understanding any of it but wanting be supportive.

>Based on whatever class yours is, is the nickname Eddie bases it off of.

>You also call Robin dad, it annoys Steve so-

>El and you have millions of sleepovers, whether at you house or her cabin. (Her and Hopper fixed it up.) Whether Max or anyone else if there or if either of you sneak out and explore random parts of Hawkins.

>She once heard a joke about adult stuff and asked you. You very awkwardly explained it to her. Max came in the room, after spying for like the whole conversation and just laughed at you and your awkwardness.

>”How’d you get into my house?? It’s 10 at night Max.”

>You never found out how she got into your house, she’ll never tell you.

>If you joined the Hellfire Club, she’ll go to EVERY. Single campaign.

>Also, you both go Lucas’ games when possible. He always appreciates it.

>Probably almost killed Vecna when he hurt El. Probably took Steve’s bat and tried bashing his head in with it.

>You both get away with a lot of things. Like stealing clothes from your mutual friends and each other. Also, you’re they only person Hopper blindly trusts with his daughter. (Other than the Byers.)

>You thought her how to ride a bike when Hopper proposed the idea. Obviously Hopper also teaches her, but you kept an eye for her when you went on bike rides.

>You tell her stories about mythical- nice -monsters/creatures such as unicorns and puppy’s with laser eyes.

>You both binge watch shows on Sundays. Whether it be action shows or cartoons.

>You attend most Movie nights with El and her family. (I truthfully believe the Byers joined in on El and Hoppers movie nights he talked about in season 3.)

>You’ve accidentally have called him dad half a million times, and every time you do, he becomes awkward and El just a smiles.

>You introduced her to Marvel. Max introduced her to DC. The both of you introduced her to He-Man.

>You help her out with most of her homework, except maths. Most people suck at math. You both were one of them. So instead, Nancy helped in that department.

>For her birthday, (Which you totally made up and said it was the date you two meet. She also knows that’s not her real birthday.) you got her a bird. Mainly cause the were easy to take care of and you didn’t want to stress her out.

>All she had to do was feed it and dive it water, and try to befriend said bird.

>She actually had two birds, but one passed away. You feel like it’s kind of your fault because you named it Loki. (I’m purely basing this on my own birds.) (Yes, I did have a bird name Loki that passed away.)

>All of the Party have had a massive sleepover in Mikes Basement. Like once every two-three weeks.

>If El and Mike ever break up, you and Max comfort her. Mike almost does at the hands of you and Hopper on several occasions that same week.

>At school (Hawkins High), if they have dodge ball terminates, and can pick your own team, the party just forms as one and they all learn about your aggressive and they protective side when a ball straight hits El in the face which gives her a really bad headache.

>Overall, a very cute friendship.<3

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #el hopper #el hopper x reader #el hopper x best friend! reader #el hopper platonic #will Byers #johnathan byers #argyle #lenora hills #california

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amberrskiies · 2 years

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What Amber Thinks of the Side Characters :

Idea taken from @kitsune-oji && @choccopom

Diavolo

He was technically the first ever demon I met face to face before the brothers! Honestly speaking, he scared me a little but he was actually pretty sweet and reminds me of a lost puppy or dog at least. He was pretty nice to let me go back to the human world for a bit before starting up my exchange program here cause I was on my way to submit something so yeah. I actually like his presence and I know he'll make a great King!

Did I mention he reminds me of a lost puppy?

Barbatos

Not gonna lie he scares me sometimes with his time powers and stuff! Also I think he has a torture room? I heard nothing pleasant happens there so yeah I am not gonna question him about it any further! I see him as very calm and collected and always gets the job done with no flaws but I think he too needs rest sometimes and a day off from work. Even Diavolo agrees with me on this. He's kinda like a father figure of sorts to me.

I wonder what made him scared of rats tho-

Simeon

He's an angel? It's pretty obvious on that since he's literally an Angel but he's actually a nice father/brother figure to Luke. Sadly, he doesn't know how to use Technology properly so I would have to help him out sometimes with Luke. He seems pretty happy and has a smile on his face which is probably brighter than the sun but he said I have a much brighter smile? Thanks Simeon you're very nice!

I never seen him mad but Diavolo said he's scary when mad? Now I am curious-

Luke

Baby boy!! I actually found him adorable and sweet. Though I don't get why some of the brothers call him a 'chihuahua'. I mean I know he doesn't like demons and doesn't like me being with them but I can assure him that they aren't bad as people say. We get along well and I help him bake stuff like cakes, cookies, cupcakes and anything he wants to try. He's like a little brother figure to me!

The fact that he's never going to admit that he loves Barbatos' presence is funny enough-

Solomon

Shady Mcshady? Honestly he's a grandpa at this rate. Though I am practically his apprentice and he's weirdly annoying and mysterious is something I am gonna have to get used to and the fact that I am talking to a man from the bible is cool enough. He can be annoying sometimes but I guess he's neat. Also yeah that's my nickname for him in case you're wondering!

I am honestly surprised that he had many wives but no children like not even one like how-??

Thirteen

Definition of me having a huge Gay Panic moment the minute I saw her. She's very pretty and nice to me! I honestly didn't think reapers like her existed! Though we're practically besties and she's pretty chill to hang out with as well. Definition of Girlboss and someone no person can mess with and I like that!

Stop saying she looks like a lizard-

Raphael

He looked like the type who was pretty quiet and I was like half right about it since he doesn't really show much enthusiasm or anything so I decided to tone myself down so I don't make him overwhelmed or anything. Simeon and Luke talks nice things about him so he's practically okay in my book. I don't know much about him but it doesn't hurt getting to know him more.

I thought he was mammon's twin for like a half a minute-

Mephistopheles

Another demon I don't know much about. But I remember that he was banned from the RAD's school Newspaper because he made the princess Diavolo stickers and whatnot. Kinda funny actually. he also doesn't like Lucifer from what he told me. Not a fan of angels either but he makes an exception for Luke so he's fine to me. Doesn't hurt getting to know him as well!

His hair color reminds me of an eggplant tbh-

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vincent-sinclair-deserved-better · 1 year

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🎭 - Are they loved or hated by the public? Neutral? Do they live solitary lives, or do they blend in with the normal population? Do they lead a double life? Have a ‘day job?’

🐈‍⬛ - Do you associate an animal with your slasher OC? What one? Or multiple? And why? Is it related to their killing methods?

💀 - If they were to be killed by a final girl/boy/person, what would be a fitting end for them, symbolically?

For anyone you want <3

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I'll just add the read more straight away because this is possibly gonna escalate

🎭 - Are they loved or hated by the public? Neutral? Do they live solitary lives, or do they blend in with the normal population? Do they lead a double life? Have a ‘day job?’

Cylas With Cylas it's kind of a fifty-fifty thing, people either love her or hate her. Although being generally kind and patient, they do have a strong sense of justice and can be quite opinionated. Also socially awkward and has a sense of humour not everyone shares. She works in a hospital, has cats, likes pizza... just a regular person. They're an introvert but that's the main reason they tend to stay home, though they do also enjoy meeting friends occasionally. But they obviously don't just go shouting from the rooftops that she has murderous tendencies ;D

Ghost She doesn't leave the house often and among the other Fireflys she doesn't stand out much - usually Baby and Mama are the ones getting everyone's attention. In general though people look at her with... wary curiousity? She can't help visually sticking out, although Baby and Blinky have brought up the idea of dying her hair before. She didn't really like it, though. The only times she really interacts with strangers is when doing readings and stuff, and in those times her lack of experience with social interactions doesn't really show since people would probably think she's odd either way.

Cathryn Doesn't like people. Doesn't go out of her way to be nice to people. Usually everyone tends to stay away from her. Once she war,s up to someone she can be quite nice though. She just has a hard time being vulnerable around people. When it comes to the aspect of her being a vampire, that doesn't stand out at all. I can't really say much for the other points because... fuck if I know xD the exact living circumstances are something I still need to figure out.

Candy Every teacher's dream student (almost, the French teacher doesn't like anyone), always friendly, pretty much liked by everyone. Sure, at school there are some bullies, but that's just how it be sometimes. Other than that there are no real reasons to dislike her, though people do have a tendency not to take her seriously, or assume her to be younger than she is. But overall she just seems like a sweet girl, helpful, reliable, trustworthy. Couldn't hurt a fly.

🐈‍⬛ - Do you associate an animal with your slasher OC? What one? Or multiple? And why? Is it related to their killing methods?

I don't think so? Like, Cylas has cats, so that's a thing. Cathryn's nick name is Cat (duh). I have brought up the idea that Ghost eventually adopts a stray cat. But... that's probably cause I just really like cats ;D

If I had to assign an animal though I'd probably say maybe a crow for Ghost, or owl. And/or a nightingale? She likes to sing but was never allowed to, and she did grow up in captivity.

Cylas likes snakes and will either jokingly or in arguments refer to themself as "gutter rat" or "vermin" cause she's had those insults thrown at her before but refuses to let them offend her. In their opinion, rats are really smart, can be good pets (though probably not wild ones), and can probably do a quite good job getting rid of bodies. Also hard to get rid of. And she likes the image of a human just being taken down by a huge swarm of rats.

Cathryn is just... some kind of wildcat, probably. She's a predator. She's got "cat" in her name. She likes to cuddle but won't hesitate to hurt someone if they get on her nerves too much.

With my beloved babygirl Candy there's something I came up with recently that could be part of her backstory. I think that in the past when she was younger the bullying was much worse, with kids even following or chasing her on her way back home, until one day a stray dog (or several?) kind of... adopted her? That or it's a neighbour's pet, not sure yet.

💀 - If they were to be killed by a final girl/boy/person, what would be a fitting end for them, symbolically?

I mean, I overall didn't create any of my OCs to have an end, so... all of these would be the worst case scenarios, and not really caused by a final girl/boy but by a person even worse than they are. Or something.

Cylas knows that "hubris is the downfall of man", that being too proud makes you vulnerable and blind to possible weaknesses. They also know that, if anything, that will be what brings them down - underestimating an opponent. It could be a planned victim, or some random person who attacks her in the street. But the real bitter outcome would be if people working for that "research facility" came after her again for some reason. It's their biggest fear, and if possible, they'd probably end their own life before risking to be captured.

With Ghost it would most likely just be the police finding out what the Fireflys are doing or maybe a random victim - she isn't much of a fighter, especially when she first gets there. For her, the biggest irony would be if she was killed by a religious person, especially a priest or nun. Maybe the convent she had originally stayed with turns out to be more fanatic than she thought and, after her and the nuns who were supposed to kill her disappeared, the convent sent someone to investigate. Maybe they come to finish the job. She'd be most vulnerable when out in the town, usually she has RJ with her but it is possible that she'd go alone sometimes. The most dramatic thing would obviously be if they took her back to where she was born and gave her a straight up witch's death.

Cathryn would be killed by The Council (tm). Either along with everyone else or due to underestimating someone. Or because Alicia was caught and she tried to save her. She is very impulsive. Being killed by Alicia's mother would be... quite humiliating. And especially bad if Alicia was made to watch.

For Candy I don't see a death, more going to prison, a mental hospital, or her grandparents getting custody over her and basically locking her up. These things most likely caused by her family.

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Chapter Three: Sympathy for the Master Breaker

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A few months had passed since Rex appeared in the garden and already, the people living in the Unikingdom castle already incorporated him into their daily routines. The fast pace of life in the castle, going from doing neglected chores with Richard to cleaning up Unikitty's messes kept Rex from thinking inward too much. The only time he was able to really think was at night, when the brightness of the kingdom changed to something more like home. Occasionally, Puppycorn would join him in his insomnia, talking about nothing too revealing about himself or too important.

It was one of those nights that the man found himself. Puppycorn had brought with him a new radio controlled car and the two took turns driving the thing around the cell.

"Did you think of what you wanna be called? I feel bad callin' you Rex if you don't like it." Puppycorn's tongue lolled on the side of his mouth as he drove donuts on the floor. Rex looked down at the little dog.

"I'm still not sure, kid. Don't feel bad. It's my name right now. That's like feelin' bad for callin' you Puppycorn." He leaned his back against the wall, watching the car. "How's your boardin' goin'? Didja get that kickflip down?"

"I'm getting a little better, but I keep faceplanting. I wish ya could come to the skatepark with me!"

"Kid, your sister has me runnin' around all day. Haven't had a whole lotta time for myself." Puppycorn calmed a little. "Are ya doin' it like I toldja? It worked with my raptors."

"Yeah! … Kinda. I can tell Unikitty to let you come." Puppycorn's ball tail wagged.

"She's not gonna let that happen. She wants to protect you from the big bad world-ending jerk."

"Ya seem pretty cool to me!"

"That's because I like you. You aren't tryin' to analyze me or force me to feel things I don't." Yes, the kid made him feel things, but it was things he didn't want, like guilt. "I noticed ya kept our secret, by the way. Pretty cool of you."

"Really? Thanks! I try to be cool!" His little ball tail could go flying at any time.

"Yeah, kid. Unikitty hasn't caught on yet to who I was. I appreciate it." He ruffled the pup's ears.

"Are ya gonna tell me more secrets?"

"Why not? Ya got somethin' in mind?"

Puppycorn tilted his head. He wasn't much of a thinker, so Rex doubted the pup was going to ask too hard hitting a question.

"Do you hate my big sis?" That was unexpected. Rex took a deep breath.

"She's annoying. I'm not sure what I saw in her and she needs to stop tryin' to do whatever she's tryin' to do with me because she is way too high energy for me right now." He shook his head, letting a small smile worm its way on his face. "I'm still glad I'm here an' not any other place in the known galaxy."

"Why?"

"It's kinda nice here. Everyone wants to help me… well, except Hawkodile. He's probably just doin' his job. Wish he'd loosen up an' let me have something to do in here."

"I can getcha stuff to build somethin'. What do ya wanna make?" Puppycorn braced himself to run out the open cell door.

"Hmm. How 'bout this, kid? I'll tell ya the parts. You go fetch." Rex closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. After a moment, he began to point to parts scattered around Doctor Fox's lab. A lot of the pieces were still attached to things, but Puppycorn destroyed the items for the parts. It was all in good faith, right? Eventually, everything Rex needed was at this feet. Puppycorn sat on the floor across from his friend and watched him work. He'd seen people build things before. He'd even done it himself. But the way Rex built was different, like his instructions came from a higher power. His movements were blindingly fast, the pup couldn't keep up.

Neither of the two noticed the lights turning on and Unikitty zooming into the cell like a bullet, fur turning crimson.

"What are you doing?!" She bellowed, breaking Rex's concentration which caused him to drop what he had been building. The item was half finished and unstable, the item crumbling back into the base components.

"He was building somethin', Big Sis!" Puppycorn seemed to slump a little as he gathered the parts. "I wanted to see what he was building! He builds things weird!"

"He's a Master Builder, Puppycorn." She turned to Rex for a second before starting to sift through the parts. "What were you building, Rex?"

"Look, I need somethin' to do around here besides clean up your messes. I was buildin' a-'' Before Rex could say anything further, a grasp was heard behind them. Doctor Fox looked around at the damage Puppycorn had caused in his effort to help Rex.

"Did you make Puppycorn do this, Rex? You were trying to escape, weren't you." This wasn't asked. This was a demand. Unikitty's horn and tail was engulfed in flames. Rex knew what this meant. She was angry. Not something he needed.

"Well, yeah, he helped me get the parts but-"

"I trusted you! How could you use my brother like you used my friend?" Each accusation was accented with an increase in height on the column of flames. "Get away from my brother!"

"Let me speak, Rainbows for Brains." Rex growled. "If I wanted to leave, I would have left by now. Puppycorn never closes the door. He'll even forget to close it after he leaves for the night. You can sleep through Armommageddeon. I could have just walked out that door and never come back. But I'm still here. Putting up with you." Puppycorn looked from his friend to his sister, not sure how to keep the peace.

"You were waiting for the right time to leave! How long have you been using my brother‽" Unikitty pressed her face against Rex's, sweat pouring from his brow. "What have you been telling him?"

"Nothing! Can we cut the crap with this overused cliche? It was old in the the 80's!" That made Unikitty pause, which left time for Puppycorn to chime in.

"Sis, he's my friend! He's told me about dinosaurs and skateboards! He's so cool!" Blue and green hearts and skulls floated around his head for a brief moment. Unikitty turned to her brother, fur still red but her form was less intimidating.

"Wait. He just told you about dinosaurs and skateboards?"

"Yeah! Did you know that raptors have feathers? And they're super smart, too!" Puppycorn bounced in place. His sister smiled at his excitement, but her attention turned back to Rex. "Sis, he's my friend."

"I'm happy you made a friend, but you gotta be careful with him. He hurt a good friend of mine. I don't want him to hurt you, too." Her attention never left Rex as she spoke.

"Who did he hurt?" Puppycorn tilted his head, attention to Rex, who was now backed into the corner of the bed.

"You never met him, Puppycorn. He lives far away from the Unikingdom." Her fur was going back to pink. "But he made my friend do a very bad thing." Rex said nothing. He didn't deny it. What he did was unforgivable. "I don't want him to do that to you."

"I'm gonna break this moment up and move things along, especially since you both are making intense eye contact with me." Rex pushed Unikitty off of him. "He's the only one of you who hasn't been totally overbearing this whole time. It's kinda funny: you want me to stop being grumpy. He helps me with that. That and upping my evening mediation to an hour a day." He muttered the last sentence. He cleared his throat. "You still haven't put the pieces together."

"You aren't helping, Rex. Whenever you talk about yourself, you… talk for hours about being stranded on a desert planet for years watching large children play with us like we were made out of plastic interlocking bricks? But that's not helpful! I can't use that to help you!" The red fur came back. Rex rolled his eyes.

"I don't work like that! I don't trust you. Thought you got that hint already." He put his hand on his head.

"But he totally trusts me! He lets me know all of his secrets!" Both Rex and Unikitty gave Puppycorn the same look of shock.

"What secrets, bro?" The room was silent after a while, save for the sounds of Doctor Fox fixing her equipment. After looking at the floor for a moment, the little dog spoke.

"Uh… it's a secret, sis. You can't tell anyone a secret. Especially since I promised." Puppycorn's ears went back, tail stagnant.

"Puppycorn. He's a liar. He might have told you something bad, something not true. Please tell me what he said." Rex looked away from Puppycorn. Go ahead. Blurt it out and save yourself.

"He didn't lie to me! I know he didn't! He sounded like he was telling the truth!" Puppycorn got closer to the two. "You were telling me the truth, right?" Rex didn't reply. It was strange that the pup was sticking up for him without calling him names. He found the words once he let the situation sink in more.

"Just tell her, kid." Honestly, it was a bigger deal to Unikitty than it was to Rex.

"Nuh uh. I said I wouldn't hurt you. Breaking a promise hurts." Puppycorn looked up at Rex with that look in his eyes, the one that made Rex's heart go weak. This all felt so saccharine. It would have made him puke if it weren't the one thing he desperately needed to hear.

"What did you tell him, Rex? What lie did you tell him?" Unikitty got in the human's face again. Rex pushed her back.

"I told him the truth. Not sure he understands it, but that's OK. He's a good kid. You want me to be direct? Fine. Before I started Armommageddeon, I was a naive construction worker who thought he actually had friends who loved him. Imagine his shock when those friends forget him for a happy little fantasy the first chance they got."

"I would have never done that. Not to a friend!" Something snapped behind Rex's dark eyes.

"But you did, Princess Fluffyhead! You forgot me! Left me for dead in a harsh, dry planet with only the thoughts of failure and inadequacy rolling in my mind. 'Be tougher, Emmet! You're such a Hufflepuff! You're so weak and useless!'. All of that played in my head for years while I got to watch the two brats that run our world help you and the others pretend I never existed! A happy little lie of a perfect world!" Rex's voice was unstable, torn between a gravelly growl and a pained whine. "You don't remember doing it. It happened in a timeline he prevented. But I remember! I'm the last shattered fragment of that mistake! I'm the Emmet who didn't get a happy ending. Who saw through everyone's lies, even the Man Upstairs!" He curled up, but his clenched fists were shaking. Unikitty stepped back, turning blue.

"Wait… did I really hurt you like that? No wonder you keep pushing me away." She held back tears, knowing her hurting former friend was doing the same. "Is that why you did it? You were hurting inside?"

"I wanted to get back at them for the pain they caused me. I didn't care about anything else. Heck, I'm still convinced someone is just telling a story, using us as an outlet to revive their creativity. But, everything feels… real. Even in Undar, when everything started to go in his favor. When she saved him." He turned his back to the cat and dog. "It still hurts and I can't stop it. I'm still so weak."

Puppycorn slipped under his floating sister and sat next to his friend, putting a paw on his shoulder to try and comfort him. His face didn't show that anything Rex said did anything but fly over his head, but the pain was something easy for the young pup to pick up on.

"You aren't weak. You never were. If it weren't for you, we would all be Kragled right now. You were so brave then." Unikitty's eyes watered. She couldn't help it. "Emmet… Rex… Whatever you want to be called right now…. I'm sorry. I really am. It takes a lot of strength to let people in, you know." She looked over to Doctor Fox, who was taking notes on what Rex had said relevant to her time research. "Doc, can you get us some lemonade? We definitely need some." Doctor Fox took the hint and rushed out of the lab. Unikitty turned back to Rex, who still had his back to her and her brother. She put her paw on his other shoulder. "I said I would help you. Like Puppycorn said, breaking promises hurts and I won't ever, ever hurt you again." Rex slowly moved his hand from his face to the paw Unikitty rested on his shoulder.

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The dawn broke to a thick and somber atmosphere, something rarely felt in the Unikingdom castle. Rex had fallen asleep, still curled up in the corner. Unikitty and Puppycorn left him when they noticed he had gone silent, the elder royal assuming he'd simply exhausted himself after the altercation. The time traveler stirred in a state of odd feeling calmness. He pulled a blanket off his body that he didn't recall having on him when he fell asleep. When he did this, he suddenly felt a chill on the middle of his back. He tried to move away, but it followed him with a tutting noise coming soon after.

"Please hold still. I need to run some tests." He groaned. That voice belonged to Doctor Fox. "Last night, you revealed some data regarding your past that was very enlightening. There are two of the same person existing in this timeline and I need to determine what kind of effects this will have."

"Doc, I've been in the same timeline with my past self before. It didn't do anything the fabric of time an' space couldn't take. Can you run tests after I wake up and have some coffee?" Rex tried to stretch, but whatever Doctor Fox had on his back was pressed against his left shoulder blade now.

"Actually, I would have preferred it if you were asleep. It would be easier to get some baseline brain scans during a deeper sleep phase." She shrugged. "I can make due, but I would appreciate your full co-operation, for once."

"Alright, Doc. I'm honestly too tired to fightcha." He sank back into the position he was when he was asleep.

"Is your exhaustion emotional or physical? You did release some major emotional baggage last night. The sparkle matter left over was quite potent."

"What the heck is sparkle matter?" Rex's voice was muffled by the corner.

"It makes sense you wouldn't know about sparkle matter. You're from outside the Unikingdom. It's the manifestation of strong emotions. Love, happiness, sadness, even anger. I'm currently logging and studying yours, since this is the first time I've seen sparkle matter from someone who comes from another world. I can't help but wonder if your time in the Unikingdom is changing you on a biological level to be more like us."

"Why don't I remember seeing sparkle whatzits?"

"I'm not sure. I still need to test my hypothesis about your biological conversation first. Please continue to hold still. The scan is almost complete." After a moment, the coldness left Rex. "Alright. You can go upstairs. Unikitty wanted to talk to you. I advised her to give you some time to yourself, but you know how she is." She gave a small laugh. Rex nodded and sluggishly got to his feet. Doctor Fox was already at her computer by this point, a jar of shapes beside her. He could make out lightning bolts, rain clouds, little velociraptors, and his R emblem. There was tape on the jar with his name on it, but it was clear that this was sparkle matter. His sparkle matter. His mind went back to when he and Unikitty first met. He did remember hearts and stars radiating from her horn. He could do that now, too? He put a hand on his head, heading upstairs.

He eventually found Unikitty alone in the kitchen. She had some waffles placed on an empty place on the table across from her. "Hey. Come sit. I made ya waffles because I know how much you liked them."

"Princess, I would never say no to waffles." He sat across from her. "Doc said you wanted to talk. We breakin' up or somethin'?"

"No. I just… really wanted to apologize for… well, everything. Even the stuff I did in another timeline thingy. Emmet… Is it cool if I call you that? Or do you prefer Rex? This is so confusing, and Doctor Fox had to explain it to me three times this morning." Unikitty was smiling warmly, her blue eyes trained on Rex for a reaction of any kind.

"I'm leavin' that up to you, Princess. I'm not gonna fightcha." It was clear the man was exhausted to his core.

"Then, Rex. I'm not the Unikitty that hurt you, but I'll be the Unikitty to patch you up again!" She almost sang her convictions.

"Princess, you can't make me be my old self again. That person left a long time ago."

"I don't expect to. My goal is to help you not hurt anymore. Ya just gotta promise me you won't run away and, y'know… end all existence again. Promise me you won't?" She leaned on the table with anticipation.

"You sound serious. That's rare for the ruler of the land of no rules. I'll keep my rage in check, Princess." He reached his hand out for a handshake, but she came in for a hug instead. The hug lasted way too long, but Rex didn't mind.

"So I have to talk to Hawkodile, but you're gonna be my guest for really real. No cage. Doctor Fox wants you to keep the tracker on, but that may be for sciencey reasons. Richard's setting up a room for you in the castle!" Almost as if summoned, Richard floated through the door.

"Princess, you need to discuss this with Hawkodile first, because Rex was already deemed a security threat. Also, I have enough to do today without setting up-" Unikitty interrupted him quickly.

"You get to add someone to help you with choresl! It'll be great!" She was undaunted by the monotone brick's words.

"That would be nice." He turned to Rex. "Just to let you know, you may be doing more than your share of chores. You don't mind chores, do you?"

"Nah, bro. I spent mosta my life in a place where people who didn't follow the rules disappeared for a while. I'll try not to complain too much." Richard blinked, the only sign of a reaction.

"Alright. I'll get a room cleared for Rex. Unikitty, I want you to help acclimate him to the Unikingdom. Make sure Hawkodile is with you." Richard floated away, right through the wall.

"We gonna talk about the whole 'float through walls' thing? Is he a ghost or somethin'?" Rex asked after staring at the wall for a moment.

"No, he's just Richard. He's the castle caretaker!" Unikitty shrugged. "I gotta get Hawkodile. Stay there and eat, OK? I'll be back before you can miss me!" The magical cat zipped away. Not a second after she did, Puppycorn appeared at the door.

"Oh! Waffles!" He bounded to the seat Unikitty had occupied. Rex slid the plate over.

"Take 'em, kid. I'm not really hungry." The puppy took the food without another word. Rex watched the sports themed sparkle matter fly. "Sorry about last night. It wasn't fair to you ta see me like that."

"It's alright, dude. Ya've been sad since I met ya," Puppycorn slid the now clean plate back to Rex and licked syrup off his face. "But I totally kept my promise! I didn't tell Unikitty nothing!" That earned him a pat on the head.

"Ya did. I think I just needed to tell her myself." He leaned back on his chair. "Hey, do ya remember things comin' off my head when I was… y'know." Puppycorn scratched his head.

"Huh? … Oh yeah! I found a cool raptor thing next to you after ya went to sleep. Doc said it was sparkle matter, but she sounded really confused. Somethin' aboutcha being from another planet. We looked around and found a lot more of the stuff. Maybe that's why ya sound tired!" Puppycorn spoke with pride.

"Maybe, but I don't think I'm gonna be able to take a nap for a while. Shocked ya picked up on that, kid. Your sister sure didn't." Rex chuckled. "She's still up on Planet Unikitty, huh?" He pointed over his head.

"Nah. Pretty sure she's at Hawkodile's treehouse."

"Kid, never change. Ever." Puppycorn looked confused, but this was dispelled by Unikitty returning to the kitchen with Hawkodile.

"Let's go shoooopping!" She sang out, her bodyguard behind her trying to look as menacing as possible. "You can come too, Puppycorn!" The puppy jumped off the chair and rushed out the door with Unikitty. Rex started to follow, but Hawkodile stopped him.

"I'm watching you. Got it?" Rex could feel the bodyguard's stare through his sunglasses.

"Yeah, bro. Got it." Hawkodile let Rex through the door first, keeping him within eyesight behind him. Rex rushed as fast as his body could take him to catch up with Unikitty and Puppycorn. By the time he did, they were out of the castle grounds and heading into town.

"What're we gettin', sis?" Puppycorn was bounding with enough energy for everyone present, especially the man behind them.

"Rex is getting his own room in the castle and Richard wants us to help him decorate!" Hearts and stars flew from her horn.

"Ya know, I could save us money and just Master Build some furniture." Rex didn't sound as enthusiastic as the other two.

"Nope! You don't need to Master Build here!"

"Or do the stunt you had Unikitty's friend pull with that wedding cake." Hawkodile stated, both calm and threateningly.

"Ya probably wish ya could punch a cake like that." The comeback didn't have a lot of punch, but adding the smirk Rex flashed, it was enough to annoy Hawkodile. He turned his attention to Unikitty. "Seriously, though. I'm sure the possible dead guy ya call a caretaker'll probably thank me for recyclin' and upcyclin' some of the junk you're hoardin' for some reason."

"Nope! No Master Building for you today! We're getting you new stuff!" Unikitty was still playful, but starting to get firm. If Rex had to guess, maybe she was trying to give him stuff as some weird form of reparation. She and Puppycorn talked about something silly for the rest of the trip, until they got to a large outdoor marketplace.

"Oh boy! Toy Zone!" Puppycorn's tail was in danger of flying off and bouncing into the bushes. Rex lifted an eyebrow.

"Toys? I thought we were buying stuff for my room, Unikitty." He folded his arms. "I'm not really a toy guy." At least not in the traditional sense.

"They totally sell other things too! Look around! Anything you want, it's yours!" Yep. This was Unikitty paying to repent for things she technically didn't do. Cool. He could work with that. He began to walk past the stalls, silently scanning each shopkeeper's merchandise. His strange appearance was enough to get the geometric people of the Unikingdom whispering to one another. Eventually, he stopped at a stall that seemed darker than the others, both in color scheme and aura.

"Cursed Games and Such." He read out loud, amused. "Know anything about this place, Princess?"

"Yeah! Stay away from that one! The games really are cursed!" Unikitty called from a few stalls away.

"They are, huh? I ain't afraid." He looked back at the stall, where a hooded shopkeeper stood, his eyes and mouth glowing green.

"Not afraid, huh? Do I have a game for you! The cost is free, but the price is beyond reckoning! Are you interested?" The shopkeeper kept a jack-o'-lantern smile on his face as he spoke in a supernaturally echoed voice, pulling a board game out from under the stall and putting it down on the counter.

"Maybe." Rex mirrored the shopkeeper's smile. "What's the catch? We talkin' Jumanji here or is it like the arcade cabinet in Maximum Overdrive?" The shopkeeper's smile fell into nothing in confusion. "OK, you don't have the same taste in movies I do, obviously. So, will the game flat out kill me, or trap me until someone finishes that session? I'd prefer somethin' like Zathura, because that was just Jumanji in space, but I ain't picky. Sell it to me, big guy!"

"Wait. You want to know about the curse? That's a selling point for you?" The shopkeeper's voice lost the echo. He leaned over the counter and saw Unikitty in the distance. "Oh. You came with her, didn't you." He put a clawed hand on his shadowy face. "Look, I really don't want to spoil the whole thing for other potential buyers who might be listening. If you aren't going to take the game, move along."

"What's with the game with the dragon on the cover? Looks metal." He pointed to a box with a grey dragon on it titled 'Castles and Kitties'.

"Oh! That's a roleplaying game! I have all the expansions for sale as well!" The shopkeeper's eyes lit up. Rex grabbed the box and skimmed the main rule book.

"OK, this is super nerdy." He yawned as he put the book down. "Tempting, but super nerdy. Is this another thing ya can't tell me about the catch for?"

"... What do you think, man?"

"Tell ya what. I've got nothin' but time around here. I'm new to town and I need to get rid of some pent up creativity. I'll get the books and maybe I'll invite you to play with me if I decide to be…" Rex flipped through the book again. "A storyteller. Sounds good, big guy?"

"I'm usually the storyteller!"

"Well, sometimes ya gotta let someone else take the wheel. We got a deal?"

"Here, just take them and go!" The strange being, flustered by Rex, pushed a lot of books in the man's arms.

"OK, brother. Work on your pitch, alright? Ya almost lost a sale there." Rex winked and headed for the others. "I got something to do when I can't sleep, guys! Should put me to sleep in no time!"

"We… got a wagon for your stuff?" Unikitty gestured to a red pull wagon, which Rex promptly dumped the game books into. "You know those books are cursed, right?"

"Probably. But that just makes it more fun. Otherwise I just bought a collection of nerdy play pretend books." He stuck his tongue out and grabbed the handle of the wagon. "Let's make tracks before that shopkeeper realizes I forgot to pay!" He seemed to have a little more spring in his step as he headed to another stall.

After the cart was overloaded with furniture and things Rex thought he'd need, the group headed home. Puppycorn sniffed the air. "Aw man! Pizza!" The group followed the blue pup to the kitchen, which was decorated in green banners, some still being hung up by Doctor Fox and a few of her robots. There was pizza on the table, as Puppycorn stated earlier. Richard floated toward them.

"Since he is officially a resident of the castle, I felt we should throw a welcome party for Rex." The lack of emotion in Richard's voice was something Rex wasn't going to ever get used to. "Welcome to the castle, Rex."

"I helped, Unikitty. Don't worry." Doctor Fox's words seemed to reassure Doctor Fox.

"Should I put my stuff in my room first?" Rex gestured to the wagon.

"Richard can take care of it! Riiiiight, Rick?" Unikitty started to change the decorations to something far more elaborate.

"No, it's fine, Princess. I'll put them away. Rick, can you show me where you're havin' me crash?" Rex gripped the handle of the wagon.

"I would be happy to. Follow me." Both brick and man ignored Unikitty's protests and headed out of the kitchen. They walked towards a darker part of the castle. Richard eventually floated in front of a door with Rex's emblem painted on it. "I figured you would want a room away from the main parts of the castle."

"Appreciate it, man. Unikitty and Puppycorn are hard to keep up with." Rex rubbed the back of his head.

"They definitely are." Richard agreed, tone adding a little more light to the monotone. "You will be expected to do your chores, but you already know that. Clean up after yourself if you make a mess. Try not to disturb the other people on the castle if you stay up late." He closed his eyes. "Feel free to join the party when you feel up to doing so. I'm sure Unikitty will keep it going for you."

"I'll just drop this stuff off an' follow ya back. I probably should try to get involved in stuff like this." Rex yawned softly.

"Are you sure? You sound tired and Unikitty's parties can last into the night."

"I know, Rick. I know how to sneak out of a Unikitty party when I'm tired." He opened the door and saw the bed from the cell was there. The room was empty, but a sizable space for whatever Rex decided to do. There was an empty walk in closet and windows that looked over the gardens. He walked to one of the windows and opened it, letting the afternoon air filter in. "What do you grow in the garden? I used to claim I was a farmer. I might try growing things."

"We grow all the food we eat in the castle. I wouldn't say no to someone helping me in the garden, or taking that as a part of your chores if you find you have a green thumb." Richard smiled.

"I used to claim I did a lot of things. Archeologist. Script doctor. Cowboy. It was all stuff I wanted to do." He moved away from the window and started to decorate the room with the items in the wagon.

"Rex, maybe you can use this opportunity to explore yourself and learn what you want out of life. You're never too old to do that."

"I'll give it a try. I don't have a direction to go right now with my life, anyway." He picked up an expansion book for 'Castles and Kitties', holding it for a moment. "I have a lot to figure out."

"You are in a good place to do that. Most of the chaos around here is caused by Unikitty and her friends. There are worst places to explore yourself."

"Yeah." Rex put the book down on a shelf. "I can think of a few right now. "You're pretty wise, Rich."

"Tell that to Unikitty. She needs to hear it sometimes." Richard helped Rex finish putting things away. When the task was done, he turned to the man. "Are you ready to return to the others? I can let them know if you want to rest."

"I wouldn't sleep either way. Let's go." Rex glanced at the still empty closet. "I'm gonna need to pick up some clothes at some point. Didn't see a lot of those at the market."

"You can do that in the morning. I'll lead you back to the kitchen. Come on." Rex followed the grey brick back to kitchen, where the party predictably was in full steam. Flashing lights and loud music filling every corner of the room and there was now a tower of cupcakes next to the pizza.

"Where have you been, Rex! You almost missed the party!" Unikitty flew over to him as he grabbed some pizza.

"Surprisingly, your friend is more responsible than you are." Richard stated over the music.

"He's just trying to impress you, Richard! He'd rather party with us! Right, Rex?" Unikitty waited for a reply from her friend… and was shocked to get none. "Rex?" Again, no reply. He just started eating his slice of pizza. "REX!"

"Huh? What do ya need, Princess?" Rex put his pizza down. Unikitty huffed a little.

"I was talking to you! Didn't you hear me?"

"Not really. Sorry, Princess."

"But Richard could hear me fine! Why couldn't you?" Rex shrugged and just bobbed his head to the music. It didn't seem he recognized that Unikitty asked him anything.

"Princess, your friend may have hearing problems. Try talking louder or turning the music down. I know he can be rude, but I don't think he's trying to ignore you." Richard stated, floating over to the boombox the music was playing on and turned it down to a reasonable volume.

"Rex!" Unikitty shouted close to her friend's ear.

"Unikitty!" Rex yelled right back. "Do you just like calling my name or do ya have somethin' to say?"

"Do you really have trouble hearing or did Richard make that up because the music was too loud?"

"Yeah, my hearing's crap. I never got it checked, but I deal." Rex shrugged, going back to his pizza.

#the newspaper isn't antiquated •||• written works

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i give you the gift of an ask

infodump away, my friend

i dont care about what, just infodump to me

*feral motor revving noises*

Oh boi , would you look at that. It’s the the excuse that I needed ! :D

Imma infodump the SHIT out of Azulis, Nova and Paranoia.

OK SO-

General info!

Azulis: her species is very tall, hence why she’s very tall. She’s kinda got angsty teen energy. Just kinda badass and always looks angry, but she very much does have a soft side! She can be super kind! But most the time, nah. She’ll step on your foot, steal your wallet/purse and not say sorry. I love her so much she’s like- I want to put her in a blender, put whatever comes out of the blender into a glass bottle, then throw it at a wall so it shatters. Also: her fur is kinda sleek and glossy kinda soft but also kinda coarse, still nice tho! Also her fur is very long, it’s just not very poofy except on her tail.

Nova: omg SO wholesome. FLUFF LORD. So much soft puffy fluff. Toast is fluffier but STILL, they take second place. They have 3 sets of ears too! Also they’re non-binary. They’re kinda quiet and easily come off as shy, but they’re mostly just quietly confident. They’re the most wholesome I swear- they try absolutely anything in their power to help people, even if it just hurts themselves. They never get mad, they just get sad or disappointed. (Also they can summon big feathery wings! So they don’t always have em but they can if they want. Definitely didn’t do that to make her easier to draw.)

Paranoia(black): I think Paranoia has paranoia. It is paranoid. It’s surprisingly kind and caring for its appearance though! And it has horrible memory- It just wants to follow around whoever it’s attached to and quietly observe them.

Paranoia(red): It wants to watch the world burn. Fuck fear, Fuck kindness, it wants genocide. It’s a massive narcissist too. It also hates paranoia(black), and tries its best to make it terrified.

Now

Here’s story, I originally wrote this first but it was way too long and people probably won’t read it:

Azulis is from a species that has glowing markings that glow a certain colour to represent which clan you’re born into. BUT- Azulis is mixed clan cause she’s the child of 2 people who were in different clans. But she was the one who got all the hate for it because ya know, typical story plot: nobody knows who her parents are. Long story short she escaped imprisonment after a few years and gained a taste for murder + she also stole a sword that she’s now hyper protective of. After escaping, she eventually bumps into nova.

NOW: nova.

Nova is pretty average tbh. Normal person, they’re pretty quiet and happy. Loves to help people. As a job they do all healing crystals an stuff (because that stuff works in this universe cause- idk, magic.) But! Because in this world it’s…kinda medieval (idk I’m working it out) so eventually people start trying to call them out as a Witch! Nova isn’t that bothered tbh, they find it amusing, and a little disappointing. They end up moving out of their home village though because if the villagers tried to trial her for wichery- well, idk if you know how medieval people trialled if you’re a witch but in case you don’t : you got tied up and thrown in a river. If you drowned, you were innocent, If you lived, you’re a witch and they’re gonna kill ya. So basically Nova chose to leave to prevent that happening to themselves.

They met Azulis while they were looking for a new place to live.

And at some point the two become a couple (ewie cringe, it’s unnecessary idk why I added it. Tbh they’re adorable together tho, at least until later events-).

When they do find a village to move into, Azulis tries to adjust to village life but it’s just really not for her. Well, correction, she likes pretty much every aspect of village life, but can’t get used to being shut up in a house and how noisy people are when you’re trying to sleep. So she took more to sleeping in the nearby forest trees (I mean, she’s technically some kinda cat so it’s kinda in her nature).

Thing is tho, she has no money or job. Nova has money from setting up their crystal healing shop thingy, but it barely earns enough to sustain them, let alone the two of them.

So Azulis, after getting jumped by some low level thieves and accidentally killing one, ended up realising the wonderful and lucrative world of black market organ trafficking…. And within weeks turned a nearby cave into a makeshift workshop! In super secret ofc-

Also sometime around now, Azulis meets her other two friends, Patchwork, who’s a semi-famous unique Puppet maker, and Toast, who’s just a Protogen he rescued / brought (still working out how protogens fit in here cause- medieval world but how protos cause protos are robots?) BUT ANYWAY who cares about them, this post isn’t about them.

So anyway- Azulis starts earning mega money from kidnapping, killing, gutting and selling the organs of people, and the village was having like- a massive manhunt to find out who was the murderer.

One day nova found the workshop, went to confront Azulis who btw- you can probably tell but she’s not entirely mentally there. Azulis basically just realised Nova knew and immediately stabbed them and left em to die.

NOW PARANOIA:

Paranoia pretty much formed from Novas dead soul. They have no idea of anything about nova though, nova is pretty much just my excuse for Paranoia to exist. Paranoia is…kinda like a demon / ghost thing? There are also two paranoias that are completely separate people but the same body. There’s black paranoia who they are normally, then Red paranoia.

Also, nobody else can see it exept Azulis. So- they went and pretty much took over a small piece of Azulis’s soul, so they were pretty much trapped following her . Azulis didn’t mind though, cause black Paranoia is a very nice person, kinda like Nova was! They’re just kinda scared and Caring. Although- when Black Paranoia finally lost control and Red Paranoia took over, Red took advantage of the fact they’re literally attached to Azulis’s soul and…pretty much possessed her via her soul? And Red, with its absolute bloodthirst, used Azulis to go on a murderous rampage through the village. I mean yeah, Azulis was murdering anyway, but she killed carefully and with purpose. Red was making her kill carelessly in daylight with whitenesses and for no reason .

Patchwork (with no idea what’s going on) Tried to stop Azulis but she was still being controlled and cut his head off. That was enough shock for Azulis to snap out of it and Black paranoia to come back. They were terrified, and Azulis was absolutely furious.

Caring more about never being possessed again than about her friend, Paranoia, she immediately killed them. Due to spooky Ahh mystery magic Patchwork also is still alive, now with a floating head.

And now Azulis’s rampage is down she immediately gets taken by ‘police’ or guards or whatever and idk wether to add it or not but she either gets hung or they try to hang her but she escapes . Idk tho, her story is already so long, I feel it needs to end but also it feels cheap to just kill her off-

This is like: the base concept of the story. I’ll be adding more or taking stuff out, and I missed a bunch in this anyway cause it’s hyper simplified.

(This post is too long, I can’t be bothered to check if it makes sense. Forgive me.)

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the-underworld-aes · 2 years

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Thoughts on Once Upon A Time In Hollywood

I did watch it once before like early 2020, but I also just moved and I was so preoccupied that I couldn't pay attention to the movie at all (I think I was looking at job hunting sites?) so I finally sat down and watched it the other night.

I liked it! I really did! I know movies that take place in older Hollywood are usually big ego stroking events for industry folks but like.... I really like the 1960′s setting so shoot me I guess.

Problems I had with the movie:

THE FEET! I’m big into Quentin Tarantino movies and I’m kinda numb to the feet scenes now, but I just wanna know why SHARON TATE had dirty feet when she was wearing boots and took them off in the movie theater?? Why you assuming Sharon Tate walked around with dirty feet all the time, Quentin?? Weird little freak I will usurp you one day...

The Bruce Lee scene. Eeeehhh yeah I see why it kind of had some controversy when the film came out. Obviously I never knew the guy so idk if he was Like That when chilling on set or not, but he did come off as a pretentious douche that gets his butt kicked in by the made up OC for the story, so like, that sucks. The other scenes where he shows up like, showing Sharon martial arts moves were nice tho, but they were small.

Leonardo DiCaprio. This is mostly a joke, tbh. I can’t stand this guy and his fear of women over 25. And I wanna throw a brick at his car lmaooo

The Ending. Not really much of a problem but I can’t help but feel weird about it? Like the made up OC’s for the movie actually beat the Manson Family and Sharon Tate and all surviving? I can’t say much cause apparently Sharon’s surviving family loved the movie so I guess to some it’s probably cathartic thinking of someone you loved living a happy life in some alt timeline. It didnt ruin it for me though, like I said I mostly just felt weird.

Things I liked about the movie:

Rick Dalton and Cliff Booth. I liked their dynamic a lot. Even though I have issues with Leo DiCaprio, I was able to look past that and see the character more (I guess that’s supposed to be the goal for an actor anyways right?). Rick being an aging star thats being faced with his career kinda flat lining actually made me feel bad for the guy, like that part when he couldn't remember his lines kinda hurt, and he when he started relating too much to that book he was reading and started crying in front of the little girl, while kinda funny was also pretty sad. As for Cliff, I got no beef with Brad Pitt (as far as I know), so I was able to wholly enjoy him, while Rick is crying all the time, Cliff’s just chilling, trying to get any crumbs that are thrown his way. Also damn do stuntmen usually not live so good? I figured their paychecks gotta be FAT but he looked like he was scraping by....idk I guess that’s something I gotta research myself. The parts with the hippie chick (Pussycat??) were kinda ehhh....since it’s implied she’s under the age of 18, but at least he turned her down after she failed to present I.D. So it could have been worse :/ As for the dead wife part, idk looks like they had a bad relationship so I don’t think he’s THAT scary for probably being the reason. We love a dude with a shady past.

Their friendship. That line “more than a brother, less than a wife” was REALLLYY good. That’s all I gotta say about that. We love friendships written like that. :) Didn't like the part were it implied after Rick got married he needed to drop Cliff, but after all that in the ending, looks like he’s not gonna let go of him anytime soon lol.

Not showing too much of Roman Polanski. Issues with Leo aside, while I would throw a brick at the mans car, it’s nowhere near as bad as the stuff I’d do if that little POS was in the same vicinity as me. I know how you treated your wife, you monster. I know how you were with young girls, ROMAN! So, yeah the less of him the better.

The weird storytelling. I liked how the narrative would be like, normal movie setup, but then cut to someone narrating something about the events going on, or go into the movies/shows that were being filmed.... I don’t know movie terms that much am I explaining this okay? Anyways, storytelling was cool.

BRANDY!!!! PUPPY!!! PUPPYYYY!!! GOOD GIRL!!! BABY TIME!!! PUPPYDOG CITY PUPPY DOG TOWN I WANNA GO I WANNA GOOOO!!! GOODEST GIRL!!! That is all.

The music/radio ads, faux movie posters. Idk I just like 60′s music, and have a big ole soft spot of old advertising. Really did a good job emulating the old movie posters back then with them being painted like that. Really can tell QT was a spaghetti western fanatic.

The portrayal of the Manson Family. Weird gross freaks. Living in filth and all. Despite how weird I feel about the ending, it was cathartic seeing them getting them getting dropped. I have no respect for these people and wish it happened IRL.

Also what was this part?? No issues with it, it was just awkward, I think it was supposed to be anyways. It was funny honestly, he looked like his soul was imploding ajdksk.

Bonus: Boy it sure was surreal hearing Al Pacino say my name in the beginning of the movie. I’m sure if I was one of em Pacino Girlies I woulda went nuts, but it was just like “HUH?? WHATTAYA WANT GRANDPA???”

Alright, that’s all :3

#once upon a time in hollywood #quentin tarantino #movie #thoughts #review #rambling #ouatih

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Apr 23

Dear Dad,

The festival is still going on, which is not a bad thing, but they still don’t want to help us, so we’re kind of really, totally still stuck here.

Stuck isn’t a bad thing either, but we made a deal with some of the people. Turns out we can talk business, but only if it benefits the people in charge here.

You can’t see it, but I’m rolling my eyes at this.

We’re going to help with the planting when the festival is over. They do a lot of the planting for their summer crops this time of year, and you know the saying, many hands make work light. So if we help, even though we don’t have to, they’ll be more willing to help us. So I guess we all benefit. Kind of. As long as they’re also not using this to screw us. Just telling us they’re help so we do the work.

I’m gonna be really mad if this is one of those situations.

I ended up talking to Riley about it last night. I tried to be nice, but I’m sure I wasn’t as subtle or nice as I could have been. She talked to me about it, though I don’t think any others have. She was mad cause she couldn’t dance, but she never liked dancing. She didn’t want to make a fool of herself, but the guy was pretty cute, and she was interested in him. And Riley was pretty sure she ruined her chances by knocking the two of them over. But I think she ruined her chances by rushing off. That was probably a lot more embarrassing for both of them than if she tripped.

But she didn’t want to talk about it anymore. So I think she agreed. I hope I made her feel better about it, but I’m pretty sure I made her feel worse.

I also told Will she should talk to Riley because I was pretty sure I fumbled it. She agreed, so hopefully, she will do a better job of reassuring Riley than I did.

A lot of the people here are really nice. They’re all happy to give me help, and everyone I’ve talked to about trading services for food and the like, information, has all been very happy to do it and happy to give me probably a lot more than I deserve for the work I did, but I'm not going to argue with them over it.

I’ve met a few people my own age who invited Grace and me to join them in our wild plant gathering. They knew what many of the safe plants were to eat, so we gathered many of those and listened to the other kids gossip and talk about their families. Every time someone complained about their parents, I wished I was home. But it was still pretty fun.

Wild plant gathering is less common but still fun. Apparently, it’s a thing for the kids to do, but a couple of them thought it was just stuff that the adults sent us off to do to keep us from being underfoot. But if you were doing it to keep them from being underfoot, wouldn’t it have been better to send the really little kids, not the almost adults who could actually help with all of the stuff?

Grace was super excited to learn about all the plants, though, I just ended up carrying all the ones she found while she talked with the others about what they were, what they could be used for, and what parts of them were best ( in their opinions). Frying stuff is generally a good option cause most of the plants would be good fried. There was a fern-like thing that apparently makes for a good salve for bruises and strains. I made sure to grab any of those that I saw cause god knows we get a lot of bruises and strains on the road. And anything that helps really, really helps.

I talked to someone about learning how to make it, and it turns out it’s really easy to talk someone into helping you learn how to do something when you frame it as learning a new skill. When I said it like that, they were all for it. So, yay, learning how to make the ooze of healing.

I'll write to you soon, after I have the ooze recipe, so I can share it when I get home. We’ll see.

Love, Jack

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irresistiibles · 6 months

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was that zhu xudan? Oh no no, that was just ning yingying, a canon character from scum villain's self saving system. they are twenty two years old, use she/her, and are aware that they are not actually from washington dc. too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here

just a few weeks to a month. she's no longer panicking but she's still figuring herself out.

what is your character’s job

i'll be honest i have literally no idea. she's still figuring herself out. i think she's taking some classes and working part time, trying to see what she wants to do. i also can't imagine her working full time she doesn't deserve that.

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom

i think i'm going with post-canon or at least like close? if i'm feeling really obnoxious maybe really really right after maigu ridge so she doesn't know that shen qingqiu survived and doesn't know about things being good post-canon but i am a little undecided. at the end of the day she is far enough along in the story to have seen binghe's red flags and promptly gotten over that crush. that's her weird little brother.

has any magic affected your character

nope!

any other info

please be gentle with me i am rereading a little to find her voice

ning yingying my beloved you'll always be famous to me

honestly i give mxtx some shit for her female characters but this is an exception!! i am giving ning yingying a pass!

yes, she's kinda a whiny cry baby but the minute she got out of the original story and wasn't into luo binghe anymore? love that she really actually became a real person with growth and stuff

don't get me wrong she still likes to be baby. she works hard to be babygirl. not like in a manipulative way though idk it's hard to explain

i think she had a mostly decent relationship with the original shen qingqiu despite the rumors. i do think he was projecting onto her a little and she's got learned helplessness as a result that she's still working through

would still be kinda sad to find out the og shen qingqiu died so rip if anyone tells her

and that is where some of the needing to be baby when in front of other people comes from.

but she's also really caring and protective. sweet but will call people out on their shit, just like, gently.

in general nice. she can definitely be a little annoying, but trust me, she used to be way worse i swear

bi, maybe even a whole lesbian. i think the more of binghe's original harem wind up with women the better.

wanted plots:

a roommate. she's probably getting some rent money from shen qingqiu while she settles not gonna lie but she would be very easy to live with. could be a guy or a girl. she's used to being one of the few women in her area so she's comfortable with whatever

some sort of tour guide to help her get used to the city and also teach her modern things

also a study buddy cause she's definitely behind in terms of modern education

let her be the good vibes of a sunshine/grumpy or mean duo. just as long as they aren't like, an absolutely terrible person yingying will be supportive

maybe some dates or some sort of ship?

i'll keep updating this as i reread a little

#( intro && yingying )#hw: intro

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lycanthrotea · 1 year

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part 2. yes this is in dialog format fuck consistency. i hope i didn’t forget to reput italics here. cause i had to.

Ak: I hope he doesn’t remember this cause he’s that independent self-reliant type and I think this would be kinda embarrassing for him, especially in front of you.

V: I’ll be sure to let him know it’s fine. Though, something tells me it’s not his first time.

Ak: Yeah! Odd actually has some pretty wicked scars- probably has to do with that! I mean he usually wears long sleeve buttons like, all the time but you can kind of see it when he rolls up his sleeves- actually, actually you probably could’ve see it with the pjs he was wearing.

V: I think I’ve noticed, but I try not to stare.

Ak: Mmhm. What worries me more though is apparently he’s gonna need a lot of time to rest and stuff and If you think he was complaining this much now when he should be too tired to care, it’s gonna be like way worse when he gets back. Like bleh! Now he’s gonna worry me every day cause I know he isn’t resting and feeling worse ‘cause he’s all bored! Which like! It is boring!! We don’t really have a big apartment with a lot of stuff and he doesn’t have many friends! And I don’t mind hanging out with him at all or anything but! He’s very good at working and not resting!! And it’s stressful- for me!! V: If you like, I could try to pass by sometimes. I still have work and stuff, but hey I wouldn’t mind spending more time with him, especially since grins that means more time with you as well.

Ak: Sure but.. Vi-viiiii!! she starts nuzzling him

V: unsure but reciprocating tone Yee-eessss ?

Ak: How would you… like… a sleep over~

V: Not you.

Ak: Not meeeee~! OK, listen I know it’s a little bit weird for you to have my roommate sleeping over with you while he recovers but- buuut! He likes you -a lot! He’ll be really nice! Probably! But he won’t be bored! And I can come over. And check on him. And you~ and we can probably like, make out and stuff. A lot. Like a l- (edited) V: *embarrassed* I get it! sigh, with a smile you know, you didn’t really have to sell me on it too hard, I’d been happy to help for a bit.

Ak: Hehehe~

V: I can’t see myself doing it as a job, but I do like taking care of people from time to time, and having some company is nice.

Ak: Oh, wow it was really that easy.

V: I mean- I would like you to come over more often in the meantime.

Ak: Well yeah, I’m not going going to dump in there. Especially if I’m losing out on extra snuggles!

V: And trust me, I know it’s not gonna be an easy job, I can’t say I’m not concerned about him, and by the time I have work my mom’s going be at home so.. eugh. I have to ask her.

Ak: I believe in you!!

V: I’m predicting a “Do whatever the fuck you want, but I’m not helping you and I’m just waiting to say I told you so,” or a straight up no, and I have to bargain. But I’m willing to ask. I’d love to help out if I can, and it’s a change of pace.

Ak: You are absolutely-the-best-boyfriend!!

V: And I could probably get whatever medicine at a discount with my, with an exaggerated flair special connections.

Ak: BEEEESSSSST!!!!

#apooc

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medicinemane · 2 years

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Ok, back at my computer

I just really hate my grandma, she's just honestly such an asshole. The stuff that happened today won't seem like much, but I think a handful of other examples and you'll see it's part of a bigger picture

First off, more stuff. More stuff. We've said no over and over and over, but more stuff (which my mom always ends up taking). I've told her my dresser is full, no more stuff

How much do you think this shirt was, this shitty poor quality shirt. That's right, it's kohls, so $36, but remember, I'm the one who is bad with money for paying off a car loan

Then there's the fact that when she was putting some stuff in a bag she's like "make sure not to break them" and my mom was like "why would I?" and my grandma points to me and is like "no I was talking to them", cause we all know I'm an ogre. She's the one who killed my mom's pineapple plant being too rough, but we know I'm the clod

And it's just the refusal to ever take know for an answer while treating me like a stupid piece of shit at every turn that finally pissed me off

My mom was sulky about me being pissed, I'm sure because she feels like she's always caught in the middle (what she always says), but no, she always picks her parents side. She always traded time with me to them in exchange for money even though I hated being with them

One time when I was like 7 my grandma makes a cake and makes sure I have some. I didn't like it cause it tasted like banana, but I ate it to be polite, but by the second piece I was like "I'm sorry, I can't eat this, it tastes like banana for some reason"

The reason was because it was, and my grandma intended to trick a child to show they were just being picky... which I think counts as being an asshole

When I was in my 20s I went over with the one stipulation being that she wouldn't bring up me learning to drive. She promised. The first thing she did when I got there was brought up me learning to drive

She tried to get my mom to have an abortion, and I get the feeling to this day she thinks that would be for the best, cause she's never liked me. She pretends to act polite, but... she's a tactless ass, so she isn't

One time when I came over she was just like "oh, you're getting a bit of a gut, aren't you?"

She got into a screaming fit when I said I was taking a semester off college (she never paid a cent into my education or... into anything for me, that was all my dad's side that actually helped)

So yeah, I'm terrible with money for paying off a $400 a month car loan with my own money (for her daughter) and saving her $700 a month on my mom's lot rent, and she's good with money for going and dropping probably a minimum $100 at kohls ($36 on one shirt alone). I'm the reason she doesn't have money though

Just fuck her. You are how you act, and she acts like an asshole. My mom excuses it cause she's family, and my grandma is nice to everyone who isn't family, but fuck the old bitch

I'll probably keep going just for costco money, which I feel no guilt for cause I fucking saved her a ton and she needs a bribe if she's gonna make me put up with this stuff. She's real Jekyll and Hyde where some days she's fine and some days she's worse, and in some ways today was a good day for her, but the total lack of respect of the word no combined with acting like I'm an oaf who breaks shit... fuck her

See if I just got a bag boy job at safeway there wouldn't be any money problems, they take retards down there so it's fine. Like just say the fucking slurs grandma, I know what you're thinking, quite hiding behind words like timid and say what you really think about me

Actually even before any of that I brought over a box of boxes along with the recycle, and what with her fucking hating the boxes for some reason she was like "well they won't fit, you'll have to tear them up", and I'm like "yeah they will" and rearranged it so the box of boxes went in first and it worked fine... cause I'm great a spacial awareness, I know what'll fit... she didn't like that, just kind of left

Then when we left she lectured me for letting my mom forget her insulin pen. Like... not my mother's fucking keeper lady, and if my mom isn't worrying about it I won't

Just... if I treated strangers like she treats me you'd all think I was the biggest prick you'd ever met, but she gets a pass cause she's family

Fuckem, that blood line's cursed by stupid

Did make me think though that we need to get in touch with he sister's husband. Her sister died, and I know Fred is feeling really isolated, so I should get in contact with him because he's cool, he's not an asshole

Turn this into a positive and reach out to someone older who ended up alone who I actually like, remember the parts of her family I actually like, which is not her

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finn-writes-stuff · 3 years

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First of all congratulations! Now I could I request 33 from the dialog prompts with sniper from tf2?

33. “There’s…. Only one bed.”

I’ll be honest, I’m not super happy with this. It’s something though, so enjoy?

Sniper x Reader

Fandom: Team Fortress 2

Format: Drabble

Gender-neutral reader

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Today had been a very long day.

You and Sniper had been sent off base for what had seemed like a simple mission, but everything that could’ve gone wrong, had gone wrong. Sniper had dark bruises along his jaw, and you were covered in mud.

It was a long story, but suffice to say, you both couldn’t wait to get into your hotel room and fall asleep. Ms Pauline had booked the rooms, and she was usually good for making sure it wasn’t a flea infested motel at least.

You both had high hopes for at least a good nights sleep after this awful day. Sniper had been leaning on you the whole way to the hotel, the exhaustion in his bones apparent. (It couldn’t have been comfortable for him to lean on you like that, with how tall he was, but you weren’t going to complain. You liked having him close.)

The smell of his cigarettes clung to him, a telltale sign of how stressful today had been. You knew he didn’t often smoke on the job, especially never when waiting with his rifle. But after everything going wrong, you couldn’t fault him a few smokes.

You’d been trying to get closer with sniper for a while now, his dry sarcasm was all the more endearing when you knew you got to hear it so much more than the rest of the team. He was still quiet around you, but you’d gained enough of his trust and respect to be the one he made his quips to when one of the other Mercs were being stupid.

And so you had expected to relish this mission, getting to spend some time alone with him. This was supposed to be great! Instead you were counting down the seconds until you could get a shower, and he was practically falling asleep on his feet as you walked into the hotel.

You knew you must’ve been a sight but you smiled wearily at the receptionist, rattling off the fake name the reservation was under. They seemed concerned, but you sped through the interaction,

Avoiding questions, Once that awkward conversation was over and you had the room key, you pulled Sniper along with you to the elevator.

“Just one room?” He asked as you pressed the button for your floor.

“Yep, haven’t you heard Pauline? There have been a bunch of budget cuts lately for her. Getting us two king suites is a bit much to ask for, I suppose,” You tried to laugh, but it sounded more like a tired cough.

“So long as I’m not sleeping on a hard floor, I’m happy,” he replied. Sniper’s smile was tired but sweet, and you couldn’t help but smile back at him. Your matching smiles stuck around as you walked down the hall to your rooms

Of course, when you opened the door to the hotel room, your smiles dropped.

“There’s…. Only one bed.” You said slowly, walking into the room and looking around as if another would be hiding around the corner.

“God fucking damnit.” Sniper had walked over to the bed, and grabbed a note that was lying on the blanket. “Sorry guys, budget cuts. You know how it is. Pauline.” He read out, scoffing. “Fucking budget cuts.”

“She really couldn’t have warned us beforehand?” You asked, dropping your bag by the wall.

“Probably knew we’d bother her for something better. It’s fine, I can sleep on the floor.” He replied.

“What? You had a long day, got beat up, and not three minutes ago said that you didn’t want to sleep in the floor, Snipes,” you said immediately. He looked like death warmed over right now, there’s no way you were gonna make him sleep on the floor. “I can take the floor,” you insisted.

“You’re not sleeping on the floor. You can have the bed.”

“Well you’re not sleeping on the floor either! You need the bed more than I do.”

“I’m taking the floor.”

“If you sleep on the floor I will to!”

“Crikey, either I sleep on the floor or we share the bed, alright? I’m not making ya sleep on the floor.”

“Then we can share,” you said “It’ll be fine, and we’ll both sleep better there than the floor.”

“That’s fine with me then.” He dropped his bag on the bed, and ran a hand through his hair with a sigh. “You can use the shower first, Go ahead.”

You weren’t going to argue with that, you could feel the mud everywhere and it was awful.

You jumped through the shower quickly, not wanting to keep him waiting for his turn, and did your best to keep your thoughts away from the situation at hand. Sharing a bed with him? It was out of convenience of course but still! What if you accidentally invaded his space in your sleep and he hated you for it? And he’d be so close to you either way!

Keeping your thoughts away clearly wasn’t working. You towelled off your hair roughly when you got out of the shower, shaking the thoughts away.

Stepping out of the bathroom, you say Sniper sitting at the edge of the bed, looking half asleep already. His stuff had been moved to the side of the bed, which took the burden of choosing a side off of you at least. He yawned as he stood up and walked past you, and you were hit with how exhausted you were too.

It was simple enough to slip into some pyjamas and get set up on your side of the bed. The only thing that kept you from passing out was the anxiety biting at your thoughts. Sharing a bed with him like this was totally platonic and just cause of work stuff. There was no reason to get all worked up about it.

Right?

That line of reasoning unfortunately went out the window when Sniper walked back into the room, with only some grey sweats on. Jesus Christ. You were thankful that he seemed too tired to notice you ogling him.

When he laid down in the bed, you were struck by how small the space was. He was so close to you. Not quite touching you but you could feel the warmth he radiated like a heater.

“Get some sleep, alright? We both need it,” he said, turning off the lmao next to him.

He was right, and you were tired. So even his proximity didn’t keep you from passing out just about as soon as you closed your eyes.

When you woke up, you were warm and comfortable. That was nice, but as your brain slowly turned on, you realized you should not have been warm and comfortable in this hotel room, it was the bare minimum of good enough.

Cracking your eyes open, you were met with the fact that you were curled up half on Sniper’s chest with his arms wrapped around your waist.

Fuck.

What were you supposed to do? Move? What if you woke him up? But it would be weirder if you didn’t, right?

You tried to slowly sit up, and you very quickly realized that his hold on you was too tight to just pull away without waking him up. So now you were sitting at an angle looking down at his sleeping face. He looked peaceful. When awake, Sniper always looked so stressed, but in this moment, he was calm.

You were significantly less calm. Especially when he cracked an eye open to look up at you.

“Go back t’sleep,” he mumbled, pulling you back down onto his chest. One of his hands moved up to your hair, gently holding you as he fell back asleep, his breath evening out once again.

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I'll Make It Okay for You - Part 1

Pairing: Harvey Specter x Reader

Word count: 3,666

Warnings: Discussion, yelling, some angst, mentions of drugs, and drug abuse.

Summary: What happens when (y/n) (y/l/n), Harvey’s secret crush and a junior partner at his firm, openly defies him in front of everyone?

You can find Part 2 here.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the show Suits, or its characters, also not associated with it in any way or know anyone involved with it.

A/N: So, this is my first Harvey Specter fic and I’m obviously quite unsure about it, lol. This might’ve ended up like one big mess, cause I tried to combine a bunch of Harveys I wanted to see. The perfect recipe for disaster, right? Anyways, I hope it doesn’t suck too bad and, please, feel free to give me feedback, cause I’m also here to learn!!

(y/n) = (your name) (y/l/n) = (your last name) (y/n/n) = (your nickname)

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You’d barely stepped out of the elevator when you were met by your secretary that morning. That couldn’t mean anything good.

“Morning, (y/n/n). You’ve got an emergency meeting with Jessica today. Gonna give you the schedule on the way there.” Lucy stated, leading you on the opposite way to Jessica’s office.

“Oh, I got the memo; company’s under attack again. She wants me on the frontlines this time. Louis is probably running around saying ‘We’re at war, people, war!!!’, or something like that. But why aren’t we headed towards the boss’ office?”

“Apparently, uh, she wants y’all to convey at Harvey’s office.” She said hesitantly, as if afraid of your reaction.

“Are you kidding me? It’s the first hour of the morning and she wants me to go see that smug face of his?” You pouted childishly.

“Smug and hot, you mean.” Lucy corrected you, getting an outraged look from you in response, as she usually would by saying anything positive about Specter.

“Shush,” You said, motioning for her to stop talking, “ one shall not praise Harvey Annoying Specter around me.” You stated full of obstination, but the younger woman just laughed you off and said:

“Well, here we are. I guess I’ll just have to send you an e-mail with your schedule, since, once again, we spent our schedule minutes of the day talking about “the enemy”.” She mocked with gestures and everything this time. That Lucy really was a piece of work, she timed the whole thing perfectly, in a way that you couldn’t even repudiate her insinuations because you were already standing in front of Specter’s office door.

Not long after you had entered and Jessica had officially started the strategy-meeting, though, all eyes in the room turned to you, as your phone started ringing in your back pocket. "Shit! I'm- I'm so sorry, guys, I guess I-"

"Can you please take your job seriously for once in your life, (y/l/n)?" You heard Harvey Pain-In-The-Ass Specter rudely remark, as you tried to swallow your embarrassment.

“Well, like I was trying to say, I’m sorry. Gonna turn it off right now, won’t happen again.” You said, directing your apologetic look to Jessica.

“You should just go ahead and answer it, could be something important.” She calmly told you.

“Especially now that you’ve already interrupted our work.” Specter chipped in again, which just gave you more fuel to answer the goddamn phone.

“Hello, yeah this is her.” You confirmed to the man on the phone, while taking a few steps towards the corner of the room. “What??? Are you sure? Oh my God! O- okay, just tell me which one and I’ll be there as soon as possible! Right, thank you.” Everyone’s eyes were on you, trying to understand what made you look so distressed. Except his, of course.

“Wait a second. Are you leaving right now?” He asked with a mix of annoyance and irritation in his voice.

“Yes, I am. I’m sorry, Jessica, but this is a family emergency. I have to go.”

“Well, I just hope you know that this doesn’t look good for you, (y/n).” She said, voice inexpressive.

“I do and, honestly? I couldn’t care less about that right now.” You firmly told her, while hoping your career wasn’t over by the next morning.

“I hope everything goes well for you and your family, (y/n). If you need anything, and I mean anything, just let me know.” Louis told you with that childish smile of his. Jesus, even in a moment like this, he tried to flirt with you.

“Thank you, Louis. That’s very kind.” You faked a tiny smile.

“Unbelievable.”

“What?” You asked, turning back to face Harvey.

“Your firm is under attack and you’re leaving because of some stupid family crap?” Was he even serious?

“Precisely. And I don’t really care what your thoughts are on it. Our priorities are clearly very different.” Who the hell did he think he was to say anything about your family’s issues?

“Well, that shouldn’t matter because, the minute you walk in here, through those elevators out there, you’re supposed to leave all things personal behind.”

“Oh, right. I’m so sorry that I’m not some heartless lawyer like you, who’s just in it for the petty fights in the name of money-making.” Shit. You needed to get the hell out of there before you said something else to make Specter wanna kick you out himself. So you did. Stormed out like there was no tomorrow, leaving nothing but the very shocked Donna, Jessica, Louis, Mike, and Rachel behind. Oh, yeah, and a very pissed-off Harvey Specter.

Okay, maybe you were a little too harsh, but given the place you needed to go, to do what you needed to do, you didn't care about Harvey, your job, or anything else.

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It was much later on that same day, around dinner time, that you heard a soft knock on your door. But how could someone be at your door, if the doorman downstairs hadn't announced any visitors? Were you dreaming? Well, the day had been so tiring that that wasn't exactly impossible… Nonetheless, you made your way to the door, whilst holding your very needy three-year-old nephew in your arms. Not that you could blame Henry after the day he’d had.

Since you weren’t expecting anyone, it was reasonable to believe that, whoever it was, was going to be a surprise. But not in a million years would have you ever guessed that Harvey Specter was the one knocking at your door. Especially considering what had happened at the firm earlier. How did he even know your address?

“Hi, (y/l/n). I didn’t know you had a kid.” He stated with a bit of surprise of his own, pointing to the little boy you were carrying.

“No, uh, I don’t have any.” You managed to say, trying to control your shocked expression. “This is my nephew.” You clarified again, a little more at ease this time.

“My name’s Henry. What’s yours?” You heard your nephew ask with his cute child-voice.

“Harvey. It’s, uh, it’s very nice to meet you, Henry.” Harvey told the boy, holding out his hand for him to shake, as a sweet smile came to his lips.

“Is he your friend, auntie (y/n/n)?” Henry asked you hesitantly, before making a move. The Don’t Talk to Strangers Rule must’ve kicked in his mind.

Before answering him, you hesitated a little bit yourself, though. Was Harvey your friend? Obviously not, but if he came to your apartment in the middle of the night like this, it was probably because of something important. Work-related, of course. Which meant you’d have to let him in, so you settled for what would be the easiest classification for a three-year-old.

“Yeah, bud, he is my friend from work.” Hearing that, something in Specter’s eyes changed, you didn’t really know what, though.

“Well, then, can he come play with us?” He gave you such a cute look, that you almost said yes right on cue. But you obviously couldn’t.

“You’d have to ask him, but I’m sure he has a lot of other, more important, things to do now.” You tried to explain to the little boy, giving Harvey a look. But you didn’t get too far, as the lawyer quickly said:

“Of course I wanna go play with you! That is if your auntie’s okay with that…” Now he was mocking you, that was the only explanation.

“Can we play with him, then, auntie (y/n/n)? Please, please, please?” God, what horrible thing could’ve you possibly done to deserve this particular punishment?

“Um, I guess... If he really has nothing better to do-” Harvey didn’t even let you finish your sentence.

“I really don’t.” He said, shooting you and Henry a bright smile that you’d never seen before.

“Okay, then, come in. Please disregard the mess, I got this stuff to make dinner, but someone just won’t detach, right, mister?” You asked your nephew with fake annoyance in your voice, as you tickled his sides a little bit. He just laughed at you. Though what really caught your attention was the fact that Harvey, too, was chuckling lightly at the scene, as he started picking up your groceries’ bags from the floor. “What are you doing?”

“Helping you, what else?” You gave him a weird look because, well, it was a weird situation. Maybe he noticed your discomfort because he added: “You look tired, so I’ll help you by making dinner and putting the rest of these away.”

“You’re kidding, right?” There was no way in hell that the All-Mighty Harvey Specter was gonna get domestic for you, of all people. Since he didn’t bother to answer, you went on: “First of all, what was it that you really came here to do, hum? And, second, I don’t need your help with anything.” Normally you tried to be kind to everyone, but, then again, Specter wasn’t exactly your normal kind of guy.

“Well, first of all,” he started in a tone of mockery, “that was rude! Look at the example you’re setting for little Henry!” Oh God, as much as you hated to admit it, he was kinda right, because you had completely forgotten about the little boy still cradled in your arms. “Second, we can talk about the reason why I came here later,” after your nephew’s asleep, was implicit in his speech, “third, it looks like you do need some help. And, for your luck, I happen to be a very good cook when I want to.”

“But-” You could barely begin your sentence, as Harvey sharply cut you off:

“You see, buddy,” he started, motioning to Henry this time, “the quicker we get your auntie on board with the game plan, the quicker we’ll get to eat and go play together!” Son of a bitch! Using a child to get to you…

“Can we please, auntie? Please?” How could you not crack after that pleading?

“Fine, but I swear I’ll make you pay if we wake up with food poisoning tomorrow, Specter.” You told him playfully, trying to lighten the mood after all of your bluntness.

“Oh, trust me, (y/l/n), you won’t. This will be the best meal you and the young man here will ever have in your entire lives.” He said cockily, but without the usual arrogance level, if that even makes sense.

A few hours and a really great dinner later, you and Henry couldn’t help but snicker shamelessly at Harvey’s ridiculous faces, as the three of you played a game on your living room’s floor. Trying to catch your breath from your giggles, you glanced up at the clock and realized that it was way too late for your nephew to be out of bed like that. So you broke up the game, announcing:

“It’s bedtime for you, Mr. Henry.” You watched the faces of the pair turn into ones of pure disappointment, as they prepared to pout.

“Just a little longer, auntie (y/n/n)! please!” The little boy started.

“Yeah, auntie, just a little longer! Please?” This time it was the grown man, one of the toughest Wall Street lawyers.

“As moved as I am by your synchrony, guys, the answer is a big no. C’mon, bud, let’s go brush your teeth. And then straight to bed. So say bye to Harvey, and thank him for being so nice to us tonight.” He looked between you and Specter as if still hoping for a hail Mary of some sort.

“Bye, Harvey.” He sounded so sad, but then he smiled brightly again, as he repeated what you’d told him to say word by word: “And thank you for being so nice to us tonight.” Hearing that, both you and Harvey chuckled lightly at the young boy, who quickly added: “Will you come see us tomorrow too?”

“Uh, we’ll, uh, we’ll see about that, okay, little man?” He tried to let Henry down slowly but, watching the boy’s expression become a sad one instantly, he added: “It’s just because both your auntie and I have a lot of work ahead of us tomorrow, but I’ll do my best, okay?” That was definitely a side of Harvey you’d never seen before, he had even bent down to be on your nephew’s level.

“Okay.” Henry said quietly, seeming to be a little happier, too.

“Okay, then let’s just go upstairs already.” You took the boy’s hand to guide him towards the spare bedroom’s bathroom, all the while shooting Specter a look that told him to wait for you a little longer.

“I’ll wait for you down here.” He said, proving he understood what your eyes tried to transmit.

So you headed upstairs with your nephew and, after a good fifteen minutes of brushing Henry’s teeth, helping him into his PJs, and tucking him in, you finally managed to come back to the living room, where you found Harvey looking through some of your photos displayed on the sideboard. For a minute or two, you just watched him. It wasn’t that you liked what you saw or anything. It wasn’t. It was more like postponing the weird conversation you two were bound to have, because, after all that had happened in those few hours, the atmosphere was, at very least, a strange one. But, almost as if he’d felt your gaze on his back, the lawyer in him was switched on, and he interrupted your thoughts by saying:

“Ah, you’re back. Good, because we need to talk.” You just motioned for him to follow you into your home office. But both you and Harvey looked so informal to be in that kind of environment, that you just indicated the small couch on the wall opposite to your desk for you to take your seats in.

“So, uh, before you even say anything, I wanna thank you for being so kind tonight,” a small smile came to your lips, as you remembered, not only the evening but how your nephew had used almost those exact same words, already imitating you, a little earlier. Specter smiled too, you noticed. “and I also wanna apologize. If you came here to talk to me… I must’ve made you waste a lot of time, huh?” You tried with a half-smile this time, as embarrassment started taking over you.

“What? No, of course not! I'm pretty sure that I told you I didn't have anything better to do, didn't I?" He calmly asked with a smile.

"Yeah, but I'm not buying it. You're Harvey Specter, isn't that what you're always saying? And Harvey Specter always has something better to do, isn't that right?" You shot back in a mockery tone, regaining your confidence.

"Well, maybe. But, not today. So don't apologize, and don't thank me. I'm the one who should be thanking you, I had a really good time tonight." Okay, now you were shocked. He had a good time?

"Uh, okay, um, so... What was so urgent that you had to come here in the middle of the night?" You nervously ranted, while tugging your hair behind your ears. He just stared at you, so much so that you almost repeated your question.

"Um, yeah, about this morning… That's why I came here…" You were already guessing that that would come up eventually, but it was the topic of your conversation? "I know that you and I always had our differences, and maybe even some rivalry-"

"Some rivalry? Dude, I'm just a junior partner, and ever since I started on that firm you've been persecuting me-"

"I wouldn't say persecuting…"

"Oh, you wouldn't?"

"Not since you made junior partner anyways. Now it's just a healthy rivalry between work friends…" He tried to use what you’d told your nephew earlier.

"Oh, so you do admit you were persecuting me when I was an associate, huh?"

"Shit." He muttered quietly, as you watched him with a victory smile on your lips. "You know what? Hell yeah, I did persecute you when you were an associate." Hearing that blunt admission of guilt, you just couldn't find anything to say. “You wanna know why? I did that because, from the first time I saw you doing your job, I saw this very thing that I see now: you kicking ass, you think I wanted to admit this to you? I’ll answer it myself: no, I didn’t. The only reason why it happened is that you led me to it.” He blurted out, completely knocking you off your socks.

“So, um, you treated, you treat me like shit because, um, because I’m good?” You asked, still unsure of what to think about his confession.

“Well, that was part of it, sure. So, you see, I could understand it when you weren’t particularly thrilled at the perspective of working with me. But, this morning, you said that I’m a heartless guy who only cares about money… Is that really what you think of me?” This time he sounded genuinely sad? When Harvey said that he’d come to your apartment to talk about that morning, you thought he was gonna reprimand the shit out of you for disrespecting him ⎯ your sort of boss, a senior partner ⎯, but, apparently, he was asking about it on a more personal level. A level you’d never really thought played a part in your relationship with him.

“Oh, Harvey…”

“Be honest, please. I don’t want your pity. You don’t even know me all that well, so don’t try to minimize anything. I can take it.”

“That’s not what I was gonna do. And, trust me, you’re probably the last person in the world I’d pity.” You told him with a sly smile. “You’re right. I don’t know you all that well. Or, at least, I didn’t this morning. But I do know that you’re not heartless. Also, I was really out of line then, I’ve seen you fighting tooth and nail for a lot more than just money in that firm. You’re loyal to your firm and friends like no one else and, tonight, I watched you sitting on the floor and playing with a little boy. And, trust me, that meant more to him than you’d ever know, especially after today… Anyways, what I’m really trying to say is that I was so damn wrong and that I’m sorry. I’d gotten some pretty nerve-racking news beforehand, not that that’s an excuse but...” You told him, meaning every word and trying hard to show how much you regretted your previous actions.

“Wait, what news?”

“Ah, it’s nothing for you to worry about, really.” You tried to brush him off.

“Oh, c’mon! You said all those nice things about me, but when it comes to your life and your problems you still don’t trust me, isn’t that right?” His tone was sharply inexpressive, but his eyes showed he was actually hurt.

“What are you talking about? Oh my God, Harvey! I’ve relied on you for a number of cases that I really cared about! I let you in on my apartment! I let you spend an entire night around my nephew! Of course, I trust you!”

“Then what the hell is the problem? You think I’m not gonna give a damn about your family issues? Is that it? Because I am literally begging you to tell me about them!”

“I don’t wanna tell you because I don’t want you, or anyone else on the firm, to think that I’m some pathetic little girl who uses her family issues as an excuse to get out of a tough fight.” You confessed in a lower tone, slightly embarrassed, just hoping he would understand and stop poking. “Things are very different when you’re a woman, you know…”

“I would never think that about you. Family is important. Especially if it’s made of people like Henry…” He said, reassuring you, even though there was a hint of sadness in his voice. “Besides, you said you trust me, so you need to trust me when I say that I wouldn’t betray you by telling people about your problems. I’m not here as your boss, (y/n). I just wanna help you.” He sounded so sincere and, if you were being honest with yourself, you kinda really needed to vent.

“Okay, um, where to start? I have two sisters: Henry’s mother, Kat, and a fifteen-year-old, Lisa. I’m the older one of all three of us. Lisa’s sick, like very sick, so my parents, who are both retired, are with her at the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, to try and get her better. In the meantime, Kat was supposed to go to college, as well as care for her son, between my parents and me, she wouldn’t even need to provide for them or anything. But, a while ago, she overdosed for the first time. That’s when we found out about her addiction. We’ve already tried a million different things but nothing works. So, my parents and I threatened to make her lose her parental rights over Henry, hoping that it’d be a wake-up call for her, but it backfired. She just took the boy and disappeared, then today I get that call, from the police department, saying that she was in custody for drug distribution and endangering the well-fare of a minor. They asked me to go pick my nephew and, maybe, get Kat a lawyer.” And, just like that, you’d told Harvey Specter, of all people, everything. Tears rolling down your cheeks and him pulling you into a hug.

If anyone had told you that that was how your night was gonna go, you would have definitely laughed them out of the room. But now, just sitting there, being held and caressed by Harvey, as you let your armor down, it was finally beginning to look like things were gonna be okay.

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