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antisocialties · 1 year

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Twitch <3

Matt Sturniolo x Reader

Summary: in which matt streams you, chris, nic, and himself playing fortnite.

Warnings : Profanity is used, that’s literally it.

It was late at night and Matt had recently started streaming on twitch regularly again.

You, Matt, Chris, and Nic were all getting ready to play squads on Fortnite and Matt decided to stream it.

They played on their desktops in their rooms, while you played on your Nintendo Switch behind Matt on his bed.

You shifted on Matt’s bed sitting up on the corner so you’d be visible to the camera on his side.

“Yeah it’s on. Alright it started, let’s see how many people we get in here.” Matt said slightly smiling as he watched the viewers begin to join.

“I wonder if the fans can like hear us well?” Chris questioned over his mic.

“Can y’all- can one of y’all go to my twitch and tell me if it’s like- if the audio and everything sounds good?”

“Hey Matt.” Nic responded.

“Yeah it sounds good, bro.” Chris assured him.

“Does it? Okay word.”

“Yeah.”

“And like you and Nic too?”

“Yeah.”

“Word.”

“I can’t tell cause i’m like hearing everything twice, the fans will tell you.” Nic stated after trying to check himself.

You stood up and walked up behind his chair bending to peer over him, resting your chin on his shoulder and watching as a number of comments already began to roll in and spam the chat very fast.

He slightly turned to the side to lock eyes with you and grinned before returning his focus to the screen in front of him and cracking his neck.

“Hello everyoneee. Hey.” He greeted the fans as even more began to join the stream.

“Hi guyyys.” You waved at the camera, sending it an awkward beam before walking back to the corner of the bed you’d previously been sitting on.

“How many people do we think are here?” Matt curiously asked.

“Yeah this is good bro” Chris spoke again, referring to the sound quality and level of the stream.

“Oh my god.”

“Oh wow, slow the chat down.” Nic advised Matt.

“It’s in slow mode max, so I can’t even.”

Your mouth dropped open watching the viewer count go up in a haste manor.

“Someone said bro it’s 1 am- girl it’s 12:30.” Nic corrected in his sarcastic tone.

“We’re just getting started.” Matt declared with a soft smile.

“I don’t round up.”

“I hate rounding up.” Chris added

“Matt explain…explain our-“

“The only roundin’ up I like is on my farm when I round up them horses!” Chris quickly interrupted Nic

“What Nic? Alright.”

“I said explain the um- our usernames.”

“I will but they can’t even see it yet.”

“Oh.”

“Can’t- aren’t you watching the stream? You can see what they can see, you goof.”

“Kid why would I watch the stream when i’m experiencing it live?”

They began to test if the chat could hear everyone and successfully concurred that they could hear everyone at a sufficient and clear volume.

You laughed as Matt failed to blurt out the correct number when Nic forced them to try the test again for his own satisfaction.

Nic started to sing into his mic after the chat claimed that Nic and Chris were too quiet for them, and Matt had began to playfully banter with Nic after Nic responded to him telling the chat that it was now a rule not to tell Nic when he was being quiet.

“Okay hold on, I want to show them this.”

Matt slid his chair back and stood up walking passed you to the back of the room to show off the large canvas of him in Vermont that he’d gotten to display on the wall in his room.

“Damn you look thick as fuck!” Chris obnoxiously exclaimed with a chuckle directly after he had turned around and showed the decor to the screen.

You couldn’t hold in your snickers at Chris’s tone and Matt’s reaction to the comment he had just made while live in front of tons of people.

Matt let out a laugh after, calling Chris out; explaining to chat what they were looking at.

You stared up at him admiring the way his face had stretched into the beautiful smile you had gotten to know all too well.

“Look it chat, it’s a giant canvas of me in Vermont that i got for my room.” He explained to the viewers so they’d have context of what they were looking at.

“And now i’m not turning around. Chris is gonna say some weird shit.”

“No. Come on.”

“Can y’all hear me good?” Nic once again asked everyone.

Matt began to walk back to his seat but not before he backed up once again right beside you and began to imitate a Fortnite emote.

You began to giggle, watching as he danced facing the camera with an enthused look on his face.

“Hit the best emote you can Matt!” Chris encouraged, you could practically hear him grinning over the mic.

Matt walked passed you to his nightstand picking up the small singing plush snowman he had gotten, he walked up to the mic pressing the button on it and it obnoxiously began to recite a Christmas carol.

Chris was instantly irritated and ordered Matt to take it away from the microphone and turn it off. Matt complied after only a few seconds before returning it to its original place and going back to his seat.

“Alright that’s all I got, let’s start the stream everyone. Let’s start the stream. Jesus.”

Chris once again brought it to Matt’s attention that some people in the chat had said he was quiet.

“They’re not!”

“Alright whatever, let’s just run it. I don’t give a shit.”

“Alright let me put me-.”

“They said noise complaints coming your way, with an exclamation point. That is so funny.” Nic interrupted Matt mid sentence.

“Yesss.” Chris added.

“Alright let me put me there. Let’s put us on the screen here.” Matt voiced as he made the launched Fortnite application visible to all of the viewers and resized the box that showed the both of you, making it smaller and putting it off to the side so the game would be visible.

“I hope not, I can’t handle it.” Nic admitted to the chat.

Your dimples popped as you acknowledged Nic’s comment, imagining angry neighbors and a petrified Nic answering the front door.

Matt began to explain all of your guys’ usernames to the chat so they’d have some sort of context and would be able to tell everyone apart from each other whilst you played.

You adjusted, rolling over to lie on your stomach and face the camera at the edge of the bed behind Matt with your Switch in your hands as you waited for the match to start.

Chris had made a comment on how late it was in Brazil and Matt got excited.

You guys started to load into the game as the chat asked more little questions.

You guys all had jumped out of the bus and began to land in the same general vicinity of each other while looting the area. Matt still talking to his brothers and interacting with the chat.

Matt was being targeted by a group of players and you and Chris tried coming to his rescue before he was killed and let out a little squeal.

You attempted to hold back a snort at his reaction and sound effects to dying so quickly into the game.

Matt got up to grab a root beer from the kitchen nearby while he was spectating Chris still playing.

“You want anything?” He asked you from the doorway with sincere eyes.

“Yeah i’ll take a (y/f/d) if you wouldn’t mind, thank you babe.” You responded with a genuinely delighted expression before returning your focus to the game as you followed behind Chris.

He returned relatively quickly, handing you your drink before confessing an irrational fear of his about how he was worried whenever he left his room something weird would happen on camera.

Nic made a joke sort of feeding into his concerns but in a tasteful way, ultimately amusing Matt and yourself.

Matt opened up his can of soda, causing Chris to turn his attention to the sound and asking Matt if he would go retrieve him a Pepsi and bring it downstairs to him since he was still only spectating you guys.

Matt of course denied his request baffled he’d even ask since he was literally upstairs and would most likely be brought back into the game within the next few seconds since Chris was getting ready to revive him and you were covering him.

Matt quickly joined back into the group flow of tag teaming your opponents, the group of you acting as a team unit and functioning best that way.

This time you and Nic had died and Matt and Chris were left to bring you back. While you waited to return to the game you got up and crouched beside his chair to watch him firsthand, while spectating Chris on your console so you could see both accounts of the game.

You kissed his cheek softly but quickly before watching a slight flush rise to his cheeks. You couldn’t help but feel so lucky knowing this was your day to day life and you got to spend it all with him, the boy of your dreams who you’d fallen so in love with.

You guys spent pretty much the entirety of every single day together, and when it wasn’t just the two of you, it was spent with his brothers as well, seeing as Chris and Nic were your best friends.

You had a great relationship with his brothers and the rest of his family and he couldn’t have been more happy that all of the important people in his life were genuinely caring toward each other and shared a mutual love and respect for one and other.

You guys streamed for over 2 and a half hours, eventually saying your goodbyes around 3 am.

You and Matt’s first instinct after shutting off your console and his PC was to simultaneously get up and raid the kitchen. You both had decided on takis and drinks, before walking into the living room and sitting right next to each other on the couch.

Matt’s blanket was already right beside the spot in which he decided to sit, so he quickly grabbed it and spread the soft fabric over the two of you.

You ripped open your bag of takis, setting them down in between the two of you so you could reach over and grab your drink from the coffee table and open it.

He had already grabbed the remote and switched the TV on looking for something for the both of you to watch by the time you had sat it down and laid back onto the couch.

Your feet curled up beside you on the couch as you stretched out a bit, leaning on him and resting your head on his shoulder.

His immediate response was to turn his attention in your direction and kiss the top of your head as he wrapped his left arm around you.

There was a silent but meaningful interaction between you anytime he’d done that. You couldn’t help but feel warm on the inside as you felt butterflies fly throughout every vein in your body every. single. time.

He ended up deciding on watching a Disney movie, since he knew those were something you were normally able to relax and fall asleep to.

You looked up giving him a soft smile and he returned, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your lips. You hummed in response, melting into his shoulder and neck. At this point you were practically on him, both of you cuddling and reaching for your snacks as your movie started.

About halfway through you had already finished eating and were laying on each other, starting to dose of.

He weighed the pros and cons of getting up from your guys’ current spot and decided that cuddling and falling asleep to the movie was obviously the better choice since you were already so warm and comfy.

He brushed your hair back out of your face, kissing your cheek and ultimately shifting you guys to comfortable sleeping positions.

“I love you.” He spoke as you adjusted yourself.

“I love you too.” You responded, your tired voice just above a whisper.

You laid your head upon his chest, listening to his soft breathing while his arm was underneath of you. It wasn’t hard to close your eyes after taking a deep breath of him in through your nose and relaxing all of your muscles.

There was nothing but pure bliss radiating between the two of you as you peacefully drifted into a state of sleep.

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lover-222 · 10 months

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Shut Up and Love Me (Pablo Gavi)

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"NO PABLO! it's done i'm sick and tired of you. you're always a jealous mess and always trying to control me. i can't help it if men look my way. i've told you many fucking times i love you and only you. i don't know why you can't believe me!!" y/n yelled, tears streamed down her face.

"BUT-I I CLEARLY SAW HE WAS FLIRTING WITH YOU AND YOU LET HIM Y/N!! YOURE MY GIRLFRIEND NOT THEIRS. YOU LET THEM FLIRT WITH YOU" gavi said as he furrowed his eyebrows at her.

"look gavi it's done it's fucking over. grow the fuck up, talk to me when you're done being a jealous overprotective asshole" she told him and got out of his car.

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at the barça vs atlético madrid game

the game was just 1 month after y/n and gavi's breakup. she was a mess, her eyes were puffy and hair was all over the place. she had been living in one of gavi's hoodies and a pair of sweatpants. although she decided to support the team and she wasn't going to let gavi have the satisfaction.

she was a strong woman, there are plenty of men who could treat her better than he did. another reason was pedri. he truly was like an older brother to her, she wanted to go support him. although he had also gone to her house to basically drag her to go and to motivate her.

"vamos hermana, tú ni le hagas caso al tío. vas a venir por mi y para verme jugar" pedri smiled at her while moving her arms. (c'mon sister, don't even pay attention to him, you're going to come for me and watch me play)

"pedri i don't even have a jersey that doesn't have his name on the back" she rolled her eyes.

"i came prepared don't worry look at this" he smiled at her as he pulled out a barça jersey with pedri's name and number. he played around and moved his hands as he showed her the jersey.

"pedrito what am i going to do without you" she laughed and grabbed it from from his hands.

"probably rot in this room alone" pedri laughed.

"cállete tonto" she laughed and went to get ready. (shut up dumbass)

"okay i'm ready pedrooooo!!!!" she yelled.

"i'm right here literally no need to yell y/n" he said playfully annoyed.

surprisingly y/n got ready on perfect timing since pedri had to be at camp nou like an hour before the game. on the ride there they listened to y/n's playlist which was filled with reggueton music. pedri liked to see her jam out and finally smile. after what happened with gavi, he felt like she lost herself.

best part by daniel caesar started playing. y/n's laugh died down and her smiled dropped. the clouds started to block the sun a bit, and it started to to drizzle outside.

"you got to be fucking kidding me" she sighed.

"what's wrong?" pedri looked at her.

"this is our song, fuck i hate him but at the same time i miss him so much" y/n said as her eyes got teary eyed.

*flashback*

'where you go i follow, no matter how far'

"are you sure? i really don't want you to leave just for me y/n" gavi said worried.

"mi amor i'll go to the end of the world with you" she replied.

she left mexico and moved to barcelona for him because she loved him. it took time for her to adjust to spain but it worked out somehow.

"not homesick yet mi vida?" the brown eyed boy asked.

"a little bit but you're my home pablo, i just need you by my side and i'll be perfectly fine. you make me feel at ease. all my worries go away when i'm with you" y/n looked up at him, he looked amazing in the golden sunlight.

*flashback over*

"i know he was the reason you moved here but you on your own accomplished many things. you finished university here and got a modeling job, your also making your own clothes" pedri cheered you up.

"yeah i just miss him, but you're right i'm a fucking badass without him" she smiled.

they pulled up to camp nou, they parked the car and went in. the stadium was starting to fill.

"bueno te veo después del partido nena ya sabes dónde ir" pedri said.(you know where to go, i'll see you after the game)

"si, suerte predrito anota muchos goles por mi" she laughed.

(yes, good luck pedrito score many goals for me)

pedri left and she went to the seats that were designated for the wives and family members of the team. there was a particular seat she sat in when she would come see gavi. although that seat was already taken, she was beautiful; she had short blonde hair and her make-up was flawless.

y/n sat down 3 seats away from her. as soon as she sat down the other girl notice her. her piercing green eyes looked into y/n brown eyes. they exchanged a friendly hi and hello.

once the game started y/n started cheering for pedri every time he had the ball or got near to scoring a goal. although something caugh her off guard when gavi scored a goal.

"eso mi amor !!!!!" the blonde girl yelled.

that's when she notice the blonde girl's jersey... 'gavi 6'.

gavi's pov

i knew i fucked up, messed up so bad. i got carried away with my overprotection. i need to learn how to control my anger and jealousy. i knew i fucked up, after the breakup i lost myself. i partied every chance i got, and over worked myself.

while clubbing, i met laura; she was there to somewhat relieve my pain. we started hooking up, drinking together, as well as going out. the thing was that i didn't love her as much as i loved y/n, i don't think i ever will love someone as her.

i really did want to get back with y/n but i dug a hole too deep with laura. now we're dating? but i know i'm using her as a rebound.

during the match i scored the first goal. i ran with my team to celebrate my goal and looked at the crowd. my eyes gazed through the designated area where the family members were. the spot where y/n always sat in was used by laura.

my smile left, she wasn't there. she was sitting down on her phone. not even paying attention to my goal. i want her back desperately bad.

he could see that joao felix got her attention. her gaze was strong and alluring. she looked at him as he fixed his sweaty hair and drank water during half time.

that's what sparked his jealousy once again. joao felix had the ball and i ran up to him as fast as i could and pushed him down. maybe i should control my anger issues? or not.

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the game ended 3-1, gavi and pedri scored goals. they finally let the wife's and family come down to the field. gavi was a sweaty mess, it could've been because of the game or the jealousy that made his blood boil. pedri saw y/n coming down and approaching him.

"hermanitoo!! you did so good pedri that goal was majestic bro" she laughed then him.

"i know right!! i was kind of nervous for today's game though, i think it was because of your guys' breakup. although good thing it didn't affect my relationship with him in the field" pedri smiled.

"aye pero me presentas al joao no? se cae de bueno el tio ese " y/n playfully told pedri as she wiggled her eyebrows and looked at joao who was behind pedri.

(introduce me to joao he's so hot)

"bueno vamos loca, ey pero si viste como te mataba con la mirada gavi cuando mirabas al otro tio?" he asked her.

(okay fine crazy, he could've killed you with the way he was looking at you)

"siiii pero me hice la tonta y no vi a gavi, bueno ya presentame con joao andale pedriii. se me cupido porfa!!" y/n tugged on pedri's shoulder.

(yess, but i ignored him, cmon introduce me to joao cmon pedri. be my cupid please)

he laughed and ruffled her hair, although he did agree. pedri came up to joao felix and introduced y/n to him. y/n thought he was attractive, he did as well. he loved her smile and laugh. pedri left, joao and y/n were still talking and it seemed like they really did hit it off. although y/n felt someone staring at her. she noticed his figure standing by, his eyebrows were furrowed and a disgusted look was evident.

"he hates me doesn't he?" joao asked her and she shook her head.

"it's just because you're talking to me, he's the ex-boyfriend at the moment"

"aaaa makes more sense, it looks like he's still very into you. are ya'll gonna get back together?"

y/n sighed and looked at gavi, who was now trying to look interested in whatever laura was saying.

"maybe i don't know yet"

"well i'm here if you want to hang out or something as friends...until you make up your mind" he smiled at her.

they exchanged numbers and y/n left with pedri to dinner since he invited her. after dinner, pedri brought her back to her house. she took of her boots, skirt and pedri's jersey. she changed into some black biker shorts and a spain jersey. she proceeded to do her night time routine, taking of her makeup, washing her face, as well as taking off the clips in her hair.

*ding* text message

nene <3 : we need to talk.

y/n: pablo not now

nene <3 : too late i'm outside your house, please y/n just 5 minutes please mi amor

y/n: don't call me that pablo. i'm coming.

y/n looked at the messages, she looked at his contact name. nene, she didn't even change his contact name. she wanted to go outside and run into his arms, she wanted to hug him so tight that he'd run out of air. she missed him so dearly it was unreal. but no she had to be strong. there he was leaning on his car, he opened the door for her. she rolled her eyes but got in.

"go you have five minutes" she looked ahead, not even looking at him. if she did she would definitely tear down her walls.

"I know that i'm a jealous jerk y/n and i feel ashamed of it. all i wanted to do was to protect you, but i know that with my jealousy i overreacted and got ahead of things. i am truly sorry, you have no idea how much i regret having that argument with you. i miss you y/n, every night, every morning, every single day; i miss you. i know that i'm not worthy of your love, and if you don't want to take me back it's ok with me. you deserve someone way better than me, and who will treat you better" gavi said with tears in his eyes.

"what about laura?" she said.

"i broke up with her after the game, i was honest with her. she's someone i met while we were broken up. but i just want you y/n nobody else" he said

she finally got the courage to look him in the eyes. god she missed his chocolate brown eyes, they were puffy and red from crying. she looked at him and his beautiful complexion.

"promise?" she asked him with a smile.

"i promise, i'm done being a being a jealous overprotective asshole as you said" he laughed.

"c'mon let's go inside and cuddle" she said then gave him a desperate kiss.

"me gusta tu camisa" he laughed, she was wearing the jersey he wore in the world cup.

(i like your shirt)

she smiled at him "callate tonto, mejor dame un besito".

(shut up dumbass and give me a kiss)

they spent their night cuddling and y/n making gavi do a face mask. gavi missed her like crazy, he held her tight and very close to his chest. her scent was sweet, he missed kissing her neck and playing with her hair. y/n traced small shapes on his naked chest, he always slept without a shirt; due to him getting hot when he sleeps. she loved his hands, so firm yet delicate at times. she played with his rings, and looked up at him. he was peaceful, his brown wavy hair fluffed up and swooped to the side, his eyes gleamed.

"le mandamos una foto a pedri???" she asked him and he nodded.

(should we send pedri a picture?)

text messages

y/n: mira quien regresoooo (look who's back)

hermanito: esoooo mis padres!!!!! (my parents !!!)

they both smiled and laughed at pedri, both of them were glad that they fixed their problem. she knew it would have been awkward if they had broken up indefinitely. they didn't want to put pedri in the middle. the couple slept peacefully in eachothers arms and finally got a good rest. both intoxicated with love and their scents.

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vermillioncrown · 10 months

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i have to keep pausing maws bc he's SUCH A LEETOL GUY

and i'm trying not to have a squeeze-kill response

#me@me: just let me get through the first ep lmao #verm is watching...

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sunflowergirl522 · 11 months

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Great Friends

Pairing: Hobie Brown x spiderperson!Reader

Summary: You and Hobie meet

Word Count: 1415

One use of Y/N I barely write in his accent again. Let me know if you want more Hobie and Honeybee

Hobie Masterlist

“The portal should drop you off in the sewer systems. Your teammate for this one will meet you there.” Jess explains through Hobie’s watch as she sends the coordinates through.

“Why am I goin’ in the damn sewers?”

“Because that’s where the anomaly is. Miguel and I would take care of it if it weren’t for one of the Kravens somehow getting out here. Just go and take care of it, Hobie.” She hangs up then leaving his watch to blink with the awaiting coordinates.

“Why did I agree to this stupid club?” Hobie mutters to himself before opening up the portal and stepping through it. He immediately plugs his nose at the strong smell of his new surroundings not even wanting to think of the residue from the walls he’ll have to clean off his boots. “Bloody hell, what kind of villain wants to have his lair ‘ere?” He’s heard stories of course from other spider people of chasing a Lizard variant into a sewer but never thought he’d be getting thrown straight into one.

He follows the animal-like noises and rats through the tunnels to find an open area with a giant rat man monster in the middle of it. The rats surround him and follow his movements like a commune.

“The hell am I looking at mate?” Hobie’s question gets the creature's attention and it turns its whole body to look at him.

“Who…are you?” It grumbles out. “Where am…I?” He glitches after speaking.

“Not your universe, you make this easy and we’ll both be back home ‘fore you know it.” He takes a step toward the creature who lets out a growl feeling threatened and before Hobie knows it rats are swarming him. He cusses under his breath as he jumps to stand on the ceiling and shoot a web at the monster wondering where the hell his partner is.

“Sorry I’m late to the party!” Your voice rings out and echoes off the walls a bit as you make your appearance. “Hey there Vermin, you’re a long way from home aren’t you?”

“Honeybee.” Vermin growls before lunging for you.

“Ah ah, that’s no way to treat the person trying to get you home is it?” You playfully scold him as you dodge, your wings fluttering behind you keeping you in the air. Hobie chuckles at your words while staying crouched there watching you fly about dodging Vermin's attacks. Hobie’s eyes are transfixed on the wings jutting out from your back wondering if they’re real or part of your suit. He hasn’t seen a Spiderperson with wings before.

Your costume fits the name Vermin had called you, the body of your suit is black with your sleeves being yellow with the exception of the palms of your hands and your legs are adorned with black and yellow stripes until the solid black from your knee down as if you had boots on. Your black mask doesn’t cover your whole face, leaving your mouth to show.

“C’mon Verm, don’t make this hard. I was in the middle of baking when I got the call to come get you.” You land on solid ground and when he goes to throw a punch you let the stinger in your right arm free, slicing through his arm as you dodge. “You gonna help at all Spider, or are you gonna make me do all the work?”

“On it.” Hobie swings over, landing a blow to Vermin's head with his guitar. “You supposed to be some sort of pixie or somethin?” He asks as he lands next to you and takes in the very real wings sticking out of your back.

“Cute, but no.” The two of you dodge another blow leaving Vermin’s fist to go straight into the wall. “Excuse me Verm, we’re trying to have a conversation.” You shoot what looks like honey onto his face causing him to stumble back trying to get it off. You’re back in the air behind him in no time. “You like my new trick, Vermin? Got the idea from my fellow spiders. Now let’s get you home yeah?” You toss the electric cage device underneath him as he starts to glitch again. “You’ll be back in your own sewer soon enough.” Hobie opens a portal back to headquarters while you flit around Vermin in his part time prison making sure he’s secure.

“Hobie Brown, Earth-138.” He holds his hand out as you land next to him again.

“Y/n Y/l/n, Earth-1203.” You shake his hand and smile, keeping your voice low enough that Vermin can’t hear. And Hobie notices the small fangs between your teeth. “You wanna swing him through with your webs or should we push?”

“So, you a spider person? Because you don’t look like one.” Hobie asks after the two of you follow the anomaly through the portal.

“Yes and no.” You wait for Margo to give you a thumbs up that Vermin is all situated before turning and start to leave the ‘cargo area’ as you liked to call it and motion with your head for Hobie to follow. “I’m the spider person of my universe but I’m not a Spider Woman variant or anything, I’m just me.”

“What’s your story?”

“It’s similar to almost everyone else's here. I was interning at Alchemax helping bioengineer plants that grew at an extremely rapid rate when I was stung by one of the bees they were trying to modify to help with the pollination. Next thing I know I’m waking up in the morning with wings, fangs and these cool ass retractable stingers.” As you mention them you let them out of your forearms to show them off. “They’re super similar to Kaine’s, if you know him. Anyway, I’ve been the one and only Honeybee in my universe for the last almost three years. What’s yours?”

“Homeless teen turned Spiderman from a spider bite.” Hobie shoves his hands into his vest pockets and sniffs. “Not much else to it.”

“Well I like your costume, it’s pretty cool.”

“Are the two of you done chatting?” Miguel asks as the two of you approach him. “You have a mission to debrief.”

“What’s there to debrief? We got him and I brought him here instead of home like I could’ve.” You cross your arms across your chest in an annoyed stance as you speak. When you found out you were going after your Vermin you had argued with Miguel over even bringing him back to headquarters when you could easily shove him in a portal back to your own universe. It’s why you were late.

“Fine, just get out of here. I don’t want to deal with either of you.”

“Wanna get food at the cafeteria?” You ask Hobie as you turn to leave.

“What’s the deal with the tension between you and boss man?” Hobie asks as he spreads out in the plastic cafeteria chair across from where you set your side of fries down.

“Well for one I refuse to just take his shit like everyone else seems to. And for two,” you hold up two fingers with one hand while the other peels off your mask revealing two big space buns along with the rest of your face, “he doesn’t believe me to be a ‘spiderman variant’ even though I have similar canon events and there’s no such thing as spiderman in my universe. Jess was the one who recruited me and all Miguel wanted to do when he first met me was send me home. Which as you can see didn’t work out.” Hobie follows your lead and takes his own mask off before leaning forward and stealing a fry. “What about you?”

“I don’t care what he thinks and he hates it.”

“It’s so nice to meet someone around here who also won’t let Miguel walk all over them. I like all your piercings by the way. I always wanted to get my septum pierced but, well, I’m not sure why I never did.”

“You like to talk, don’t ya?” You shrug.

“I don’t get out a lot back at home so when I find someone here who’s willing to let me I talk their ear off. You don’t seem to talk much.”

“I do ‘ere and there. I like listening when the person's worth listening to.”

“Am I?” He nods, you definitely are, he finds your voice very soothing to listen to. “Then I think we’ll be great friends, Hobie.”

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reikaniichan · 1 year

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hehe >:3c

#vermin #verm gnw #game and watch #game & watch #digital art #reikan art #cute #pointy teeth

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fexrtherexper · 5 months

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"Who is this Doctor Love, and why is everyone so mad at him?"

#pint sized rage: verm #who watches the watchers (dash commentary)

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kon-igi · 5 months

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UN VIAGGIO NELL'ORRORE

Tranquilli, non è il vostro viaggio ma il mio.

Io sono nato all'inizio degli anni '70, quindi mi sono fatto prima tutta la cinematografia horror di Dario Argento&co e poi tutti gli slasher americani con le icone classiche quali Jason, Freddy, Leatherface etc.

Ma c'è un problema...

Io non ho mai visto nessuno di quei film fino al 1990.

Vedete, io vivevo in una famiglia molto particolare™ dove la televisione era vista come il male assoluto, ragion per cui fino ai 14 anni io sono stato costretto ad andare a letto alle nove di sera e durante il giorno potevo guardare solo un'ora di televisione (stranamente non era conteggiato il tempo davanti al Commodore 64 e indovinate un po' chi era il mio migliore amico).

In quell'ora a disposizione io cercavo, ovviamente, di farci stare i miei cartoni animati preferiti ma non mi era possibile guardare film, tantomeno di sera.

Me li facevo raccontare.

Sì perché, evidentemente, il concetto di film non adatto ai bambini si applicava solo a me mentre tutti i miei amici, invece, rimanevano alzati fino a tardi a guardare film pazzeschi insieme ai loro genitori e il giorno dopo me li raccontavano.

A difesa dei miei genitori posso dire che in effetti ero un bambino particolarmente impressionabile ed è forse a causa dei sogni che facevo alle elementari che scelsero di non espormi a quello che in linguaggio tecnico viene definito nightmare fuel.

Non che ne avessi bisogno, intendiamoci.

Per esempio, in terza o in quarta elementare fui perseguitato da quello che io avevo soprannominato Il Burattinaio Cadavere, che si manifestava nel seguente modo: prima io mi trovavo in un qualsiasi luogo a me conosciuto (casa, scuola, parco giochi etc) poi improvvisamente tutto diventava scuro e dei fili tipo ragnatele scendevano dal cielo per toccare le decine di cadaveri che improvvisamente erano apparsi accasciati a terra, i quali si rianimavano come burattini e mi venivano barcollando incontro. Ovviamente mi svegliavo urlando come un ossesso.

E che dire della Lamante, una donna che ogni notte mi faceva vedere un buco sul braccio e mi sussurrava 'Se mi aspetti poi ti faccio vedere cosa mi hanno fatto'. E dopo tornava con le braccia amputate e due lame lunghissime innestate cercando di trafiggermi.

E poi il Buio, la Porta, il Verme Oculare, lo Sghignazzatore Maledetto...

(Beh, forse ero un qualcosa di diverso da 'impressionabile' ma vabbe'...)

Comunque, il primo film horror che vidi a casa di un amico fu Halloween di John Carpenter e al di là dell'angoscia di vedere REALMENTE un qualcosa horror, mi piacque parecchio e lì cominciò la mia collezione di problemi.

Come qualsiasi manuale di pedagogia insegna fin dai primi capitoli, la lunga privazione di un qualcosa di proibito che ero l'unico a non possedere mi spinse a fare binge watching di ogni film horror, di ogni libro di Stephen King, Clive Barker, Lovecraft e persino a scegliere come gioco di ruolo preferito Call of Cthulhu invece del più innocuo Dungeons&Dragons.

Andai fuori di testa.

Ogni notte un Geteit Chemosit che indossava la faccia strappata di mia madre cercava di entrare in camera mia e di giorno giravo sempre armato perché non si sa mai.

Mandai quasi in ospedale la mia povera mamma che ebbe la pessima idea di entrare in camera mia perché mi lamentavo nel sonno (non avevo capito che la faccia era attaccata alla persona giusta) e a distanza di anni ancora ridiamo con i miei amici di quando in campeggio tenni sollevato per il collo lo sventurato che fece un verso sospetto quando, uscendo per pisciare ancora mezzo addormentato, calpestai per sbaglio il suo sacco a pelo.

Per me valeva il motto 'L'uomo che dorme con un machete sotto al cuscino è un pazzo tutte le notti tranne una' e infatti la routine serale dei miei amici era aspettare che mi addormentassi e poi nascondere tutte le mie armi (grazie Francesca perché quella notte particolare avrei senza dubbio ucciso tutti con la mia Katana).

La notte, insomma, non mi è stata mai amica perché forte in me era la convinzione, per non dire la certezza, che il sonno rendesse possibile la venuta di orrori innominabili che si arrampicavano lungo la parte sbagliata della luce.

Verso i diciannove anni facemmo una festa per la fine della Maturità in un'enorme casa di campagna di non mi ricordo chi e dopo aver bevuto l'impossibile ognuno si appropriò di una stanza a casa, chi per trombare (non io) chi per collassare (io).

Solo che non collassai.

Come in un racconto breve di Stephen King mi misi a sedere su un vecchio letto col materasso di lana e tenendo i piedi nudi su un pavimento di cotto dalle piastrelle tutte storte (assurdo come certi particolari rimangano impressi) cominciai a fissare la porta chiusa.

Faceva caldo ma l'avevo chiusa.

Improvvisamente sento una sensazione strana sulla schiena, come di brividi, e i capelli mi si rizzano sulla nuca.

Un pensiero mi si insinua nelle tempie come un ago nel polistirolo...

'Sta arrivando'.

E poi abbasso lo sguardo e vedo che sto tenendo in mano un lungo coltello da macellaio, che evidentemente non ricordavo di aver preso giù in cucina.

Non ricordavo di averlo preso o forse in quel momento avevo capito qualcosa?

Sta arrivando

Punto i piedi a terra...

STA ARRIVANDO

Mi alzo e stringo più forte il coltello

STA ARRIV...

Ma io mi muovo per primo e scatto verso la porta con un fendente dal basso verso l'alto che avrebbe aperto in due la pancia dell'essere non appena avesse spalancato la porta.

TUNC!

Guardo la lama affondata a metà nel pannello della porta chiusa, assolutamente chiusa ma così chiusa che pareva l'emblema della possibilità che io quella sera trombassi.

Allora scendo in cucina, rimetto il coltello nel cassetto e tra i gorgoglii dei conati di vomito di chi aveva ecceduto e l'assoluto silenzio di chi non stava minimamente trombando, mi sdraio sul letto e mi addormento di un sonno senza sogni.

La parte più nobile e metafisica di me vuole pensare che con quell'ultimo fendente dato al vuoto in realtà uccisi definitivamente l'oscurità in me ma in realtà credo di aver semplicemente realizzato che chiunque fosse entrato in quel particolare momento si sarebbe visto rovesciare gli intestini sul pavimento e questo non rientrava tra le cose che avrei voluto fare da grande.

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madamrynodm · 2 months

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Here's my pro-gamer strategy for fending off the Hotel Staff

- Lobby Boy - Open a bag of bath salts near him, preferably mint and eucalyptus scented. The smell alone would probably disintegrate his ass

- Manager - Take her to a spa for an all-day pampering. Massage, mani-pedi, facial. Then sneak out while she's got cucumbers on her eyes

- Owner - Hand him a copy of "Birdcage" and watch him cry. Laugh when he tries to intimidate me

- Bellhop - Give her a can of Redbull and a copy of Doom: Eternal

- Concierge - Bribe him with a bottle of wine and all the art history textbooks I kept from college

- Auditor - Hand her a list of positive affirmations to recite every morning. Then spray her with a can of raid

- Verm - Steep a ton of catnip into a bucket, fill a Super Soaker with it, and go nuts

- Madam Hotel - No 💕

#the hotel #the hotel podcast #the lobby boy #the manager #the owner #the bellhop #the concierge #the auditor #madam hotel

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fandomanimatic-tournament · 9 months

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Fandom song animatic tournament: Bracket 2 Side A

El Muchacho de los Ojos Tristes - Jeanette

"El muchacho de los ojos tristes Vive solo y necesita amor Como el aire necesita verme Como el sol lo necesito yo"

English Lyrics (Translation by a friend of mine):

"The boy with the sad eyes Lives alone and needs love Like air, he needs to see me Like the sun, I need him too"

Feelings are Fatal - Mxmtoon

"Closed doors, locked in, no keys Keeping my feelings hidden, there is no ease I need it to stop And I want to be able to open up, but My feelings are fatal"

Remember that we're voting on how Iconic they are for ANIMATICS, not for the song itself. In order to make things fair, the tone and mood of the song should not affect how iconic it is (for example, a serious song should not be considered more iconic than a joke song just because it's serious)

Propaganda and animatic links of the songs under the cut:

El Muchacho de los Ojos Tristes - Jeanette

Propaganda:

don't you understand, ser pounce is a sad sad kitty, he is all alone!

Ok, I NEED all non-hispanics to at least listen to the song before voting, Jeanette's voice is so sweet in this song (In all her songs really, but this one specially)

Animatics with the song:

Karmaland Luzuplay Animatic

Good Omens

Given

Karmaland Mangelito

Karmaland Luzana Animatic

Feelings are Fatal - Mxmtoon

Propaganda:

i am an mxmtoon stan but even if i wasn’t. cmon. it’s so terribly sad every time i love it

Animatics with the song:

BNHA Tododeku Animatic

Deltarune

Karmaland Rubegetta Animatic

Be More Chill Boyf riends Animatic

Karmaland Nieves Animatic

Please be cautious and read the title, description and warning cards on the animatic videos if you decide to watch them. If you've got specific triggers I'd recommend even more caution when watching animatics of fandoms you don't know, since sometimes canon-typical themes don't get warnings.

Please keep in mind that I don't know all the media and fandoms of the animatics provided as examples and I don't have the time (nor the will) to research them all. Don't come into my notes or my ask box complaining about them being included, I will simply block you. If a ship animatic included is about an adult and a minor, do tell me and I'll take it out of the post

ALSO keep in mind that I don't know all the artists submitted; in fact, even if I do know them I do not know absolutely nothing about them as people (I do not have twitter nor tiktok) and I could not POSSIBLY have the time to research ALL of the artists' controversies and what came of them so PLEASE don't flood my inbox with the artists' entire crime list.

#fandom animatic tournament #tumblr poll #tumblr tournament #tumblr tourney

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