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the-batcomputer-project · 8 months

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Batfamily (and other) Headcanons that will be canon in my DC timeline:

-Dick is Pansexual. Show me this man in romantic relationships with more than just woman. I also feel like he has potential to be a sex positive icon which I feel is important. Sex portrayed as something that can be fun and casual, not explicitly reserved for romantic partners and situations.

(edited to rephrase and remove offensive language towards the pan community)

-Jason is Asexual. Get some ace representation but also give him some healthy romantic relationships where sex is not the center or a necessity. (I’m partial to Jason/Roy but to each their own)

-Jon Kent is dyslexic. Insert Percy Jackson reference about his brain being wired for kryptonian, but no, the dyslexia comes from Lois.

-Jason was absolutely theater kid before his death who managed to get the lead role almost every time, and somehow maintained a healthy schedule of theater rehearsals, good grades, and patrols.

-building off of the last one, Jason is Bruce’s favorite allowing him to get away with pretty much anything, but no one notices this because Jason is convinced Bruce hates him, and everyone else (understandably) believes Cass is the favorite.

-Cass took up gardening after watching Alfred tend to the rose bushes out front, and is now responsible for the very impressive garden on the Wayne Estate. She loves being to create and nurture life instead of kill, like the was born and raised to. Jason also taught her the language of flowers and she has little flowerbeds for each member of the family. Only Jason knows what they mean (also Alfred but he knows everything)

-Tim isn’t a caffeine addict, but he does have severe insomnia and ADHD. Because of that, caffeine typically has the opposite effect on him, hence why he always seems to be drinking a cup. Either for the placebo effect to stay up and finish a case, or to make him tired enough to fall asleep.

-Damian struggles to connect with people and express gratitude, appreciation, and love. He asked Cass about her garden one day and very intently sat and listened while she taught him about the language of flowers. Each family member woke up the next morning to a drawing of a bouquet of flowers pinned to the door with a knife (Jason has his framed in a safehouse he is fairly sure none of his family knows about)

-The batcave has a secret vault of “bad ideas” which was started by Dick as a child with the original Robin suit Bruce designed (it had pants) along with videos of Dick wearing said costume and falling off of gymnastics bars. (Think of the video explaining why strippers don’t wear clothes with the person falling off the pole over and over)

-Bruce is autistic. He gives off tism vibes (you’re trying to tell me that a man who dresses up as a bat and fights crime as a trauma response to watching his parents be murdered in front of him is neurotypical?) and I also want to see more a positive autism representation in main characters in media.

-Dick’s use of made up words such as “aster” and “whelmed” come from the fact that he spoke very little English when he was first adopted by Bruce, and decided that using obviously made up words made his slip ups less noticeable, or people would assume he did it on purpose. Even after he mastered English, he continued using his made up words because they just made sense (the batcomputer and jl database have a hidden file called the “DICKtionary” unlinking all his words and their meanings)

-Jason can’t drive. He died when he was 15 (you have to be 16 in Jersey to get your permit), was revived in Nanda Parbat so there was no need to drive, and was too embarrassed to mention it by the time he returned to Gotham and the Batfamily. This is his deepest, darkest, secret.

-As a child, Dick was convinced Batman was a vampire (and still isn’t entirely convinced otherwise)

-Tim collects little trinkets. Dick noticed this early on, and made sure to get a little souvenir trinket for Tim every time he went on a trip. Bruce noticed and started doing the same thing, and so did his friends after a while. Tim proudly displays his collection, because to him, each trinket is a reminder that people are thinking about him and care about him. (Most of his possessions in Drake Manor were necessities like clothes, or things he had bought for himself. Barely anything was a gift)

-Jason has OCPD, and needs things to be an exact certain way, and struggles when they aren’t. It’s one of the biggest reasons why he is often so frustrated with Bruce, who tends to do things in a different, certain way.

-Cass is actually the most neurotypical in the family, though because she has learned how to be a person through observing, she has picked up on many neurodivergent traits, specifically stimming.

-Steph’s aesthetic is retro pastel pop, mixed with maximalism. She loves bright colors and loud designs (though purple is still her favorite by far)

-Alfred keeps guns stashed all over the house in case of emergencies. Bruce hates this and has tried to remove them, but has given up as he can never seem to find them all. Alfred also brought up the good point of “I am not a vigilante like you, Master Bruce, and I am not quite as young as I used to be. If there is ever an invasion of the manor, I would quite enjoy the security of being able to protect myself.”

-There is a list of who is banned from the kitchen. Bruce is at the top of the list, Tim isn’t allowed to make anything more complex than instant food, Cass and Damian aren’t very good, but at least make an effort to learn so are therefore allowed with supervision. Dick has a partial ban. He is an absolute disaster in the kitchen, except for soups, and sarma (his mother’s recipe was one of the few things he brought with him from the circus and was obsessed with perfecting it as a kid, leading it to be one of the only things he can actually make) Steph isn’t allowed to cook, but she is a proficient baker. Duke isn’t a horrible cook, but mainly avoids the kitchen, preferring to stay out of Alfred’s way. Jason is the only batfamily member who is not banned from the kitchen under any circumstances. He has a tendency to stress cook, and likes trying new fancy recipes, because on the streets he only ate what he could find. This gives him a sense of control.

-Superman wasn’t a great dad to Connor at first, opting to send him to the farm to stay with Ma and Pa, but after a stern talking to from Bruce, came around started making an effort. Connor is an excellent big brother to Jon.

#dc comics #dc universe #batman #batfamily #headcanon #batfam #batfam headcanons #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #duke thomas #stephanie brown #cassandra cain

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ace-reviews · 4 months

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WINTER 2024 ANIME RECOMMENDATIONS

I counted and there are 8.5 blonde ladies in either a lead or primary love interest role this season (8 if you count the one whose hair is sometimes black as half of one). Do what you will with this information. I only share it because it’s something that was ticking me off that I noticed.

Anyway, we’re trying out a new format this season: Instead of only recommending anime we’re not familiar with, we’re each picking one we are familiar with and one we went into completely blind.

ACE’S RECOMMENDATION #1: MR. VILLAIN’S DAY OFF

After the deluge of isekai that try to teach the importance of having a healthy work-life balance by having the lack of one kill off it’s main character in the first five minutes of the episode, it’s really nice to have something that teaches the same lesson by choosing to model what one looks like rather than killing anybody. It’s also got a lot of pandas in it, which is always nice.

ACE’S RECOMMENDATION #2: SENGOKU YOUKO

Satoshi Mizukami seemingly can’t catch a break with anime adaptations of his manga: Lucifer and the Biscuit Hammer sucked and this one is being seriously overshadowed by all the other really good and/or long-looked-forward-to adaptations this season. (Planet With was an anime first so it escaped the curse.)

Anyway, please watch this and have your friends watch this and buy the Blu–Rays and have your friends buy the Blu-Rays so my dream of a (good!!!) Spirit Circle anime can someday come true.

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CHARLIE’S RECOMMENDATION #1: SOLO LEVELING

(for the sake of our more sensitive readers, actual screenshots of the anime cannot be shown at this time)

If you like Cheat System anime, and don’t mind “a bit” of graphic violence (read: so much. There’s just so much violence.) , give this a shot. It’s based on one of the Korean manhua that made the genre what it is today, and as far as I’m concerned, they’ve done a good job being faithful to their source so far - they didn’t even give them Japanese names, you guys.

CHARLIE’S RECOMMENDATION #2: A SIGN OF AFFECTION

(adorable)

It’s cute, and disability rep is always a bonus. I like how they animated the sign language, which seems fairly realistic to me, someone who speaks no sign languages.

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FEN’S RECOMMENDATION #1: LOOKING UP TO MAGICAL GIRLS

This is a series I’ve been following since there were only five chapters out in the manga, so I would like to preface this recommendation by saying I’m the only one who’s actually right about it. I’m a veteran, a true soul who’s stuck with it for the past x years since it first released, and as such everything I say about it is valid and correct and anything people who aren’t as familiar with it says is complete horseshit pulled out of their ass. This is a factual statement.

Mahou Shoujo ni Akogarete, which has been translated for the manga as “Looking up to Magical Girls” (correct) and by vile HIDIVE as “Gushing Over Magical Girls” (bad and wrong) is a trashy, over-indulgent yuri series for weird perverts that is good, actually, (genuinely), and if the adaptation manages to capture Onanaka Akihiko’s remarkably deft hand in weaving the series’ fetish gags with the story’s genuine moments of pathos and surprising character depth then the anime will also be good, actually.

Dude trust me.

FEN’S RECOMMENDATION #2: METALLIC ROUGE

This is an anime original series about super fighting robots on Mars doing a hitman shit on android rebels for the government and also yuri, maybe. ACAB includes Rouge Redstar, watch this show.

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BONUS RECOMMENDATIONS: DUNGEON MESHI AND ‘TIS TIME FOR “TORTURE,” PRINCESS

A recommendation to watch Dungeon Meshi is the most redundant thing on the planet this season, but even so you should still watch Dungeon Meshi. Also, Fen and I had a bit of a back-and-forth over who would recommend Torture Princess since it was something she was familiar with and something I had only heard of and I wasn’t going to recommend it because I thought she would and she apparently chose not to recommend it because she thought I was going to so take it as a recommendation both from someone who is and someone who isn’t familiar with Torture Princess to watch Torture Princess.

#solo leveling #dungeon meshi #metallic rouge #sengoku youko #mr villain's day off #a sign of affection #looking up to magical girls #it's time for torture princess #winter 2023 #first impressions

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recreationalfanfics · 5 months

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Some Assassin's Creed x Genshin Brainrot I've been having:

1. A reader whose like Barbara. I have her and I would absolutely kill for her. Like, the reader is the daughter of a doctor who isn't necessarily an assassin but married one so they help when one of the assassin's get hurt and the reader sings as she works to help them and the assassin's can't help but smile. AND I MEAN THIS IN A PLATONIC WAY, LIKE, YOU ARE THE SAME AGE AS BARBARA but I just think it'd be a cute idea because you're a very good medic and doctor and the assassin's enjoy seeing you. Like if you're in Connor's time period, he will be silent as you sing but he does have the smallest smile on his face and if you ask him: "Are you feeling better, Mr. Ratonhnhaké:ton?" he's internally adopted you already- JACOB ABSOLUTELY ADORES YOU, the only child in London who HASN'T tried to rob him, and Evie definetly has a soft spot for you two. When you tell Evie that you really look up to her and that you want to be just as smart as her someday, she gets kinda shy and Jacob gets jealous BECAUSE WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BE LIKE HER, HE'S SUPER COOL TOO- I can see some of the more crude assassin's trying to watch their language around you. EDWARD STRUGGLES SO HARD but he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable so he TRIES HIS BEST. Arno is very gentlemanly so if he's ranting to someone while you're fixing him up, he'll politely tell you to cover your ears. And so on and so forth-

2. Childe x Ratonhnhaké:ton! Reader. Like in the sense that the reader has his personality and beliefs. This dynamic would be interesting to me in the sense that Childe fights because the Abyss gave him that need but the reader would fight because it is their duty. Also because of the dynamic that'd they'd both be unhinged in their own way. Childe is more obviously unhinged but let's not forget that Ratonhnhaké:ton ran through a city that was being BOMBED just to get to the man who he was after. So let's say the reader's target is Childe and they just run through an entire army. Normal people would be terrified by that kind of persistence, especially if that person wants them dead, but Childe just having the biggest grin on his face because he might be in love- However, Childe also loving the kind and compassionate side of the reader and how that kindness and compassion never falters. Not to mention that he'd definetly admire how honest the reader is and like how the reader does have some sympathy for Childe and his childhood but how they can't let that sympathy distract them from doing what's right.

- OKAY SO YOU KNOW THOSE SAGAU GENSHIN STORIES? Maybe something like that where the reader is an ISU hybrid so they have the golden blood and skin markings that light up but because of how the ISU act in the Assassin's Creed verse, THEY ARE HELLA DISTRUSTING OF THE ARCHONS AND THE ARCHONS ARE SO HURT BC WHAT DID THEY DO-

- Just an Assassin's Creed reader in general somehow getting into the Genshin universe PURELY BECAUSE I think it would be funny how they would absolutely outclimb everyone. Like, I have a hard time with climbing in Genshin because I always forget the stamina bat but in AC, most of the game play is just climbing really tall things so the reader just escaping everyone by climbing taller than them. Or like, they're constantly found brooding on some sort of high ground. Also because imagine they get a vision and one of the characters is all: "Okay, now we'll teach you how to use Elemental Vision-" and the reader is all: "Oh, is it like Eagle vision?" and they're all: "Wtf is eagle vision-"

- THE ASSASSIN CREED READER HAVING AN EAGLE SIDEKICK, IDK, I JUST THINK THAT'D BE COOL.

- Diluc would actually be a good member of the Brotherhood, like, I don't have the creativity to write it but someone give that man a hidden blade.

#Genshin Impact #Assassin's Creed #Childe x reader #diluc ragnvindr #Crossover idea #genshin impact crossover #Assassin's Creed Crossover #Yeah ik this is cringe but this is how I treat myself after finals.#barbara genshin impact #ratonhnhaké:ton x reader #jacob frye x reader #evie frye x reader #Arno Dorian x reader #Diluc x reader #Zhongli x reader #raiden shogun x reader #venti x reader #Nahida x reader

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gijha · 8 months

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Checking Loonatics Unleashed Season 1 Episode 7

So, in this episode a shady circus transform people into weird beasts, having transformed Zadavia into a monkey-lizard. In this form, she went to alert the Loonatics and this is Duck's reaction at seeing the weird monkey:

Just like Daffy, Duck has a sense of survival that could make him seem like a coward but it's crashed down because in this universe he's a superhero AND he has Ace watching him. Like, literally, one glance at Ace and he gets like this:

Sense of survival forgotten, he attacks the monkey (Zadavia) with no mercy.

One thing I love about Duck is that he works with his instincts. Most of the time Ace doesn't need to tell him what to do (unlike the rest of the group) and Duck ends up being helpful by his own. Ace learned to trust him.

Buuut, there are moments like this one that make me wonder if Ace doesn't just let him do what he wants because he's still on the uncontrollable phase of trying to impress him (and he secretly likes it). Most of the time it's like he doesn't care if Duck fucks up because... I don't know, he's his favorite . Like here he was just like:

Duck: *tries to kill the thing*

Ace: *softly and without moving a finger* Duck, wait

Duck: *kills the thing that could be important*

Ace: *tired sigh* anyway...

Here, people may argue that Duck was being a show off in general (as if acting like a hero after looking at Ace wasn't obvious enough) and that he just wants the glory, but his body language says otherwise.

He puts himself between Ace and the monkey and tries to grab it. He IS protecting Ace, and you won't see him doing that with anyone else. Also, Ace still not moving one single finger because he's secretly enjoying it, I know what I'm talking about, I am a prideful girl.

Zadavia dodges Ducks and jumps in Ace's arms. Duck is "eew, don't touch it!" and you can say he's disgusted for himself, but actually he's carrying the animal in the next scene. So no, he's disgusted because it is touching Ace.

Since Ace can barelly tell him what to do, I dare say it was Duck's idea to carry the monkey himself. Why?? IDK, to make sure it stays away from Ace. Because that's what a man does. For his babe.

After that, they go to the circus and get captured by the showman and transformed into mixed animals, mixing their powers too.

LOL

It was interesting to see how Ace and Duck's powers work, and how they have to be regulated by levels of intensity.

In this scene, Ace tries Duck's powers (LOL he was really happy with it) but the impact is really weak and it does nothing to the enemy. It implies that it needs more intensity and aggressiveness to work well.

Ace's powers, on the other side, need more calmness and precision. In this scene, Duck shoots Rev by accident and he literally turns him into dust. It doesn't suit well with Duck's mental force. After that he loses control of it and almost hit others.

Another detail I liked was Duck's power of teleportation.

Seeing how it worked for Ace, it seems that this powers has something to do with the mental image or the mental focus the user has.

First, he teleported on the rhino, that could mean he thought something like "I need to stop the rhino" and his power understood he wanted to teleport on it. The same happens with the showman, since he's currently the main enemy, Ace could have thought "I need to stop that man" and he teleported on top of said man.

So it's funny that the next place he teleports is Duck's arms.

Not next to him or on top of him like the other cases. But in his arms.

I get that his mind may have focused on Duck because he was getting frustrated by Duck's powers but I really wonder why he didn't appear on top of his head instead of getting himself to be carried like a princess (which Duck instinctively did, by the way, he held him).

Anyway, they solved it all at the end, as always. Although, the thing with the victims was awful? I mean, they were kids froms around the universe and who knows how long have passed since they were kidnapped and used as circus animals. Man, that was terrible and it passed as another normal mission here.

Anyway, they 'solved' it, arrested the villains (should have killed them tbh) and Zadavia was giving her congrats. The End.

Oh, and extra scene with this two.

Normally Ace doesn't look to trouble Duck so directly, but I guess he really doesn't like Duck's "crush" on Zadavia and would rather see her stepping on Duck's head before giving him any attention or special treatment.

I mean, Duck saying he's Zadavia's favorite? Hell no.

#duck x ace #ace bunny #danger duck #duckrabbit #duckrabbit 2.0 #loonatics unleashed #looney tunes #bugs bunny #daffy duck #episode review #S1E7 #ace is so cute #also zadavia was acting weird in this episode i think she liked duck as a gorilla

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reviewdiaries · 10 months

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Nancy x Ace and the case of miscommunication in 4x07

Well, well, well, if it isn’t the consequences of their actions and a butt ton of miscommunication coming back to bite my poor idiots in the butt.

Just when Ace thought they’d had a moment and could go back to what they had been to each other, he’s finally started to realise that isn’t possible. Thanks Tristan, I may not trust you in the slightest, but at least you’ve given both Nancy and Ace a wake up call that action (or inaction) has consequences and you can never go back to how things were no matter how much you may want to. And on that depressing life lesson, let’s dive straight into this episode.

Every episode offers a new snapshot into Ace and Nancy trying to find out how they fit together. In 4x04 they had no contact at all (and they were both miserable). In 4x05 Nancy enforced a colleagues space boundary (and they were both miserable). In 4x06 Ace tried to fall back into his acts of service love language by catching Chunky, and Nancy tried to explore other feelings that were heartbreak and misery, and lo, they were both miserable.

Suddenly we’re back to gravitating towards each other like magnets. For all Nancy’s declarations later in the episode that she needs space, she needs Ace to let her move on, she’s orbiting him like he’s her own personal sun again. On finding that Ace is at Nick’s she barges straight in and doesn’t shy away from talking to him, making eye contact with him, drinking in the sight of him as though she’s parched by the lack of him for a night.

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Throughout the game they move to be next to each other, Ace moves to help protect her. They are constantly in each other’s spaces, sniping at each other, caring for each other - back on the same team. Just look at how they riff off each other getting Nick on board at the start. This is them finally meeting each other in the same place again and it is beautiful to watch.

The whole episode is absolute gold, up there with 2x11 The Scourge of the Forgotten Rune for me (Nancy Drew is at its best when it embraces the insanity and has the whole crew together doing crazy things), but I want to focus on that moment when Ace comes back to The Claw to see Nancy again. Sure he maintains that he’s there to pick up the silver, but he knew she would be there on her own and he is so desperate to try and talk to her without the others present and get them back on the same page again that he returns long after everyone else has gone.

And Nancy knows who it is the moment she hears his footsteps. These are two people so attuned to the other that they don’t even need to see. She knows from the way he opens the door, from the tread of his boots, from the scent of his shampoo, from the stuttered breath when he catches sight of her, from the way her heartbeat trips over itself.

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She’s been having the arguments she wants to have with him over and over and over in her head the entire time she’s been cleaning, and finally he’s here so she doesn’t wait, doesn’t ease into it, just throws them headfirst into confronting it. It had felt like maybe things would be ok, even though she was feeling messy and confused about that dance with Tristan, and for a lot of the game night it had been. But then Chunky and she’s been angry and spoiling for this fight ever since.

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Because she wants Ace, she wants to be with him, to love him freely and without judgement. And not only does she still feel like he’s abandoned her, abandoned them. But she doesn’t know how to unpack what happened with Chunky. Ace was cornered when she pieced it together, flustered and unsure and George and Nick were there and he didn’t know how to explain all of it. That he was trying to do something for her, for them, that Chunky was a metaphor and he knew he had to let her go even though it’s killing him. Splits him clean in two every time she looks at him like that. And he was embarrassed, that he couldn’t bear the idea that she’d know - that he’d seen her with Tristan, that he’d done this for her, that his heart was stitched so messily to his sleeve when it comes to her.

He wasn’t able to tell her any of that - can barely express it to himself. Tongue tied up when it matters the most. He’s always been able to talk to Nancy, but now - now it’s like he can’t unpick the words from his throat, his chest. Push them out beyond his teeth, caught up behind the boulder of the I love you that’s jamming his throat.

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So she doesn’t understand - how could she? And she’s furious and spent the last hours arguing in her head so she’s spoiling for this fight, desperate to provoke something after so much uncertainty. She’s tried pleading, tried telling him how she feels, tried giving him space, and for so much of this day it’s felt almost normal between them. Except for wanting to touch him, wanting to kiss him, wanting to take him by the shoulders and shake him into understanding how much she needs him. But it’s no longer her curse, it’s our curse, the last shared connection between them.

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And it’s his words back in his face - wanting to go back as they were, as friends. And hearing them back hurts harder than it should, a punch to the solar plexus as he clenches his jaw against the pain. She’s not wrong, she’s not hurling accusations, not telling him anything new. But when they’ve been close, so close, so close to touching, to what they had before, suddenly it’s like ripping his chest open and handing her his still beating heart.

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She’s calling him out, direct eye contact, she’s not shying away from him, from this conversation. From everything painful they’ve been burying and pretending was fine. And he knows he deserves it, still can’t find the words to untangle it so she understands exactly why they can’t try again to break the curse. To make her understand that he cannot lose her, the world cannot lose her, their friends and her dads cannot lose her. But he will put himself in harm's way a hundred times, a thousand, to protect her. If it’s just his life on the line he will throw himself on it just to see her smile, to touch her face, kiss her lips again. But he can’t tell her, can’t formulate the sounds, so he just keeps messing up and lying and hurting her with how much he’s caught in a net of his own fear and pain.

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And he’s so close at this moment. This moment of acknowledging finally that he was wrong, that they can’t go back. He never truly wanted to, his heart was never in it. Nick was right, there was too much tangled up in their friendship - that was never all there was.

They can’t go back, but he’s so damn afraid of forward, of what it means, of the risks they would take. But it’s there, poised on the tip of his tongue, the set of his shoulders, the tightness of his jaw.

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He is so close to saying they should try. That he can’t bear not being with her, that seeing her dancing with another man was like ripping out his heart, plucking out his ribs one by one. But he’s so afraid that she doesn’t want that anymore, that it was just a passing interest (that he isn’t worth it, never worth it, will never be worth it) that he can’t put the words in her mouth, can’t suggest it, has to hear it from her. He sets her up for her to tell him she wants to be with him, wants to try again. Is poised on the precipice with his agreement to try again caught on his lips.

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But Nancy is so battered and bruised and afraid that he’ll just leave again if she opens herself up that when he doesn’t say he wants to try again, when he doesn’t take the opportunity that she left dangling like a promise, she shuts down. And despite what she just said, that they never lied to each other, she leaves that firmly in the past and lies now. Gaze moving away from Ace - she can’t look him in the eye and say this. She lies. Tells him that she wants him to let her move on.

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Her body can’t carry on the deceit, moves towards him even as she’s telling him to let her go. Catches herself at the last moment and pulls back. Only looks at him again when she’s sure she’s steady, pulled herself back, won’t reach for him, leaves her hands fisted on empty air at her sides.

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Ace was so braced for her saying they should try again, you can see the shock, the desperate fear as his stomach plummets at her words. He thought they were moving towards trying again, and she’s pushing him further away, feeding back into his fear that’s not enough.

And for a moment they are honest. A beautiful sweeping breath of air, a last salvation moment for both of each giving the opportunity to the other to break the stalemate they’ve reached.

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They are both in so much pain, both so desperate to protect the other that they’re twisting the knives in harder. Showing a soft spot to drive in the next. And Nancy thinks that maybe, maybe by clearing the air, by acknowledging how heartbroken she is, how hurt and desperate he is, that Ace will finally step up, undo the damage before it’s too late and tell her they’ll keep trying.

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Clean the wound before it festers and turns septic. She needs Ace like breathing, can’t lose him but can’t stand the constant battle of yes and no, heartbreak and love, touching and not. It’s too much, layered one of the other over the other until she feels like she might crack beneath the weight of it all.

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But Ace has misread it. Thinks she truly just wants him to leave, to let her be, let her move on and be with Tristan. And even though it hurts, kills him, like swallowing glass every time he looks at them, he can understand exactly why she would want that and not him, Why would she ever want him? If she wanted him she would have said, she would have told him she wanted to try again. If you love something set it free - that’s all he can give her now.

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They’ve always been so good at communicating with each other, but somewhere in these last days and weeks they’ve fallen out of step. Stopped trusting their instincts, no longer believing what their guts are screaming is true. Nancy was so sure that Ace would understand - he’s always understood, even when she herself has barely been able to fit the jigsaw pieces of her feelings together. So him agreeing, saying they’ll take space is like a final brutal blow when she’s already been beaten bloody. She sways towards him again, unintentional, she can’t help it, moving closer to him is an instinct, he’s her home. But she can’t look at him, has to look away to hide the raw devastation in her eyes.

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He takes her silence, her refusal to look at him as agreement - of course she would agree, it’s what she’s said she wants. She’d tell him if it weren’t true, she’s just called him out for lying so everything now must be the truth. He turns to go, hesitates, waits for a beat expecting her to say something (anything). As he moves away she moves to occupy the space he’s just left. Even as she’s turning away from him she’s still subconsciously trying to move closer.

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She can’t bear to watch him leave, still half convinced he’ll say something, stop, turn around, grab her and kiss her and to hell with the curse. And he hesitates once, twice, three times. So sure she’ll stop him, say something. Not trusting that tug in his gut that’s telling him to stop, turn around, take her in his arms and tell her how much he loves her, that they’ll fight, they’ll fight until they’re free, and he’ll be there by her side every step of the way.

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Nancy was frozen in that state of waiting, couldn’t move, could barely breathe, sure that at any moment the nightmare would end, that he’d understand, that he’d come back. But Florence starts up and drives away and then she breathes. Then she moves. Then she lets the tears fall. Because he left, just like so many others, even though she thought he was different, that he understood. He left her all alone, just like they always do.

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sourwolf-sterek32 · 1 year

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Alpha’s First Daughter

Summary: You had been on your own for years after escaping the Whisperers. Until you run into a hunter in the woods who's searching for his brother.

The Walking Dead rewrite from Season 9 to Season 11 with you, Y/N, as Daryl Dixon's eventual love interest.

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Warnings: language, blood, death

Chapter 14-

You all migrated into the theatre building of Kingdom with the leaders from Oceanside and the council members from Hilltop and Alexandria.

"I know I haven’t always seen eye-to-eye with everyone in this room. But, I never stopped caring about any of you. I was just trying to protect my family and do right by my people. Alexandria’s future is here. Together, with you." Michonne started to say, glancing over at the other leaders who were all standing on the stage.

You sat in the front row of the audience chairs with Lydia, Henry and Judith while Dog and Ace sat by your feet.

"I've taken an informal vote with the other council members at the fair and we all agree. Alexandria is willing to grant asylum to Y/N and Lydia." Gabriel suddenly said causing your head to snap up at him in shock before you glanced over at Michonne who smiled at you. "They're one of us now. We hope the rest of you can join us in doing the same."

"Thank you." Was all you could say because you honestly did not expect that.

"We'll do whatever we can to earn our keep and pay you back." You sister added reaching for Henrys hand causing you to smile softly.

"If her mother retaliates, it's gonna be against Hilltop, not Alexandria. I have to do right by our people. I thought we were on the same page." Tara said with a frown.

"We were. And, look, when they came to my gates, I asked Lydia to run away. Y/N wasn't too happy about that." Michonne began to say glancing over at you before she looked back at Tara. "And when Lydia didn't, I was angry."

"Then you know why I'm not okay with this."

"Well, I am okay with this. Y/N is my friend-" Jesus started to say before Tara cut him off.

"She's the daughter of the enemy. I can't be okay with this."

"I understand. I also know why Rick didn't trust me when I showed up at the gates of the prison. And how people didn't trust you after seeing you on the other side of the Governor's firing line." Michonne added.

"I was gonna kill you on sight when you washed up on our shore." Rachel from Oceanside added.

Tara nodded, "okay, okay. Fair."

"Y/N and Lydia didn't choose where they came from, but they chose where they wanted to be. Just like everybody in this room." Michonne said, glancing around at everyone.

"We left some of our best fighters at Hilltop, but if Daryl's right about these Whisperers, it's not enough people." Jesus informed, looking over at Daryl who was sitting on the edge of the stage.

"We should take a group to Hilltop to protect 'em, just in case." Daryl said, glancing over at you and you nodded.

It wouldn't hurt to have extra guards over there in case Alpha did retaliate.

"It's a good idea. I'll take some from the Kingdom." Carol said speaking up for the first time.

"Oceanside can spare some fighters." Rachel added.

"Alexandria can too. But sending more people is only a short-term solution." Gabriel pointed out.

Michonne nodded, "in order to face this threat, the four communities have to present a united front. Which is why I'm proposing a mutual protection pact. An attack against one community is an attack against all of us."

"The leadership of the Kingdom is very amenable to this idea." Ezekiel announced.

Rachel nodded in agreement. "Oceanside's down."

"Okay. So, how do we seal it? Spit and shake? Blood oath?" Tara asked causing the kids to chuckle from beside you.

"I have just the thing." Ezekiel announced before he disappeared around the back and returned with a large sheet of paper.

You had no idea what the paper was or what was written on it, but Michonne instantly recognised it and one by one the leaders of the communities all signed it. You sat there and listen to the leaders talk for a few more minutes before Henry asked your sister if she wanted to go walk around the fair with him.

"Can I go Y/N?" Lydia asked, looking over at you with pleading eyes.

You smiled, "of course. Just stay with Henry though, okay?"

"Thank you!"

She leant over and hugged you before grabbing Henrys hand and the two of them walked out the room.

Eventually, the leaders decided on who was going to go to Hilltop and you didn't even bother to offer to go because most of them still didn't trust you and also with your ribs, you knew it wasn't a good idea. You’d be more of a reliability than anything.

Jesus had bought Daryl's bike over from Hilltop and you watched as your boyfriend wheeled his bike off the back of the trailer with a rather happy expression.

"I can't believe he still has a motorcycle 10 years into the damn apocalypse." Jesus commented from beside you as you watched Daryl bring the old bike to life with a kickstart.

"You and me both." You chuckled, turning back to your best friend. "How are you anyway? Last time I saw you, you were on bedrest."

"I'm better. The stitches are really starting to annoy me, but Enid said they can come off in a few day. But how are you? You have a few new bruises that weren’t there the last time I saw you." He responded, taking in your healing black eye with a worried expression.

"I'm fine."

Jesus shook his head, "we both know that's not true."

You opened your mouth about to make something up before Daryl and the others all walked over getting ready to say goodbye.

"Heading off?" You asked and Daryl nodded before he pulled you into his chest. "Stay safe, okay?"

"You too." He responded, pulling away as he cupped the side of your face, and he leant forward and kissed you before turning back towards the bike.

Dog and Ace suddenly barked excitedly, thinking they would get to go for a run with Daryl, but you quickly whistled catching their attention.

"Dog, Ace, stay." You ordered and the dogs instantly ran over to you and sat by your feet as you watched the group on horses and Daryl on his bike disappear through the gate.

"They'll be fine." Jesus whispered from beside you, noticing your faint worry.

"I know. So, what do we do now?" You asked, looking over at Jesus before glancing over at Ezekiel, Henry and Lydia who were watching the group leave.

"We enjoy the fair!" Ezekiel stated, holding his arms out towards the community. "Don't forget the movie tonight, you have to be there."

"We won't miss it for the world." You responded watching as Henry and Ezekiel disappeared amongst the crowd.

You ended up just wandering around the fair with Jesus for most the day. Talking and visiting the different stalls people had set up around the place. Eventually, the sun started to set along the horizon as the two of you walked along the streets of Kingdom a bag of popcorn in Jesus' hand as you leant over and grabbed a handful.

"The movie is going to start soon. We should go now if we want good seats." Jesus suggested and you nodded.

"Sounds good. I'm just gonna go find Lydia and Henry. Save me a good seat." You said with a mouthful of popcorn making Jesus laugh as he nodded before he walked off in the direction of the theatre.

You last saw the two kids by the candy booth, so you began to make your way in that direction as the street lanterns hanging from trees lit the community in the darkness while the full moon shone in the sky above you.

"Hey, Y/N, right?" A woman's voice called out.

You stopped and turned around to find Rosita walking towards you.

"Yeah, everything okay?" You asked.

"You haven't happened to see Tara around anywhere, have you?" She asked as she looked around the community trying to find her friend.

"Not for a while. I'll keep an eye out though."

"Thanks." She replied with a small smile before she turned and walked away.

Despite what you had told Jesus, you weren't actually looking for Henry or Lydia. You knew those two would already be in the theatre, they wouldn't miss the movie for the world. You just wanted to do one last sweep of the community and make sure the guards on the watch platforms were still doing their job and check to the walls of the community weren't breached. You couldn't risk the Whisperers sneaking inside while everyone was distracted with a movie.

You knew you were just being paranoid, Ezekiel would make sure his Kingdom was secure, but you knew you'd sit through the movie a lot easier if you knew for yourself. Once you were satisfied that everything was okay and said hi to the two guys on the watch platform, you began to make your way towards the theatre and that's when you heard a voice you wished you didn't.

Alpha.

"You coward. You've betrayed our values. You're coming with me."

For a split second, your body froze, unable to move from where you were standing as you listened to your mother’s voice. It was coming from the other side of the yellow bus across the road, and you knew you should go over there, but you couldn't get yourself to move.

"No." Lydia's voice responded and your stomach dropped.

Alpha had Lydia. No, you couldn't let her take your baby sister. Not again.

"I believe in these people." Your sister continued to say before your mother cut her off.

"That's the poison talking."

That seemed to be enough to get your body to move because before you knew what you were doing, your sword was out, and you were rushing around the large vehicle to find Lydia pinned to the bus with your mother standing in front of her. She was wearing some kind of wig and outfit, but you knew your mothers voice when you heard it.

"Get the hell away from her." You ordered, pointing your sword towards your mother. "Now."

You watched as Alpha tilted her head in your direction with an annoyed expression before she looked back at Lydia in front of her.

"I'm staying here." Lydia said, standing up for herself. "They care about each other here. They care about me. To keep me safe, they'd kill you. Y/N, will. Others will help her. All I'd have to do is scream."

"That was your last chance." Alpha whispered before she pulled out a knife from her pocket and pressed it to your sister’s neck.

"Don't!" You shouted, taking a step forward, your sword still raised to your mother’s head. "You so much as hurt a hair on her head, you're fucking dead."

"No. This is how this is going to go. You put that sword down and you come with me or else your sister is going to have a matching scar like you, got it?"

"Okay. Okay, just don't hurt her." You quickly said, putting your sword in the sheath over your back as you raised your hands. "My sword's away, put your knife away."

Alpha shook her head, "not happening. Now walk."

"Walk where?" You asked, watching as Alpha pulled Lydia away from the bus, holding your sister in front of her with the knife to her throat like a damn human shield.

"To the front gate. You are going to tell the guards that everything is fine and walk out the community. If you even try to signal the guards that something is wrong or if you so much as try anything, your sister is dead, am I clear?" Your mother questioned and you clenched your jaw fighting every muscle in your body as you reluctantly nodded.

"Yes." You muttered.

"Yes what?"

You looked over at Lydia, her wide eyes locking with yours as she gave you a small encouraging nod and you sighed.

"Yes, Alpha." You corrected yourself causing your mother to grin.

You turned back around and slowly started to walk to the front gate. As you got closer to the gate, Alpha hid the knife and instead held Lydia's shoulder as they followed you.

For a moment, you thought about turning around and fighting. The guards were close enough to hear the commotion and would come and help, but you couldn't risk your mother hurting Lydia.

Instead, you forced yourself to keep moving until you reached the front gate and looked up at the Kingdom resident standing on the watch platform. You gave him a friendly wave, trying to act casual as you pulled open the gate.

"Whoa, where are you going?" The guard questioned.

You glanced back up at him, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he looked between the three of you.

"King Ezekiel asked us to go to Hilltop with the others. They need backup in case the Whisperers attack." You lied, but the guard shook his head.

"I can't just let you guys leave."

"Okay. I can go get the King and interrupt his movie and tell him that you're refusing to listen to his orders if you'd rather hear it from him?" You suggested causing the guards eyes to widen.

"No-no, that won't be necessary. You guys have a safe trip to Hilltop." He responded and you nodded your thanks before walking out the gate.

You had no idea where your mother was taking you as she instructed you on where to walk. You thought you knew this area fairly well, but clearly you were wrong because after an hour of walking, you had absolutely no idea where you were until an old barn came into view in the distance.

"Where are you taking us?" You questioned for what felt like the hundredth time.

Like usual, your mother didn't respond as you glanced over your shoulder, eyeing the blade to your sister’s neck before you kept walking. Your brain was working double time trying to figure out how to get you and Lydia out of this without resulting in your deaths.

"Inside." Your mother ordered.

Taking a deep breath, you pushed open the wooden door to the barn, but you only managed to take one step inside before a group of Whisperers in masks surrounded you with knives.

You quickly raised your hands to show that you weren’t a threat before your mother and Lydia walked in behind you.

"Tie their hands like the rest." Alpha ordered.

One of the Whisperers grabbed your wrists in front of you and began to tie rope around them, another doing the same to Lydia.

"Y/N? Lydia?" A small, frightened voice whispered.

Your head shot up, wide eyes looking past the Whisperer in front of you and your jaw dropped when you saw Henry and the others all sitting across the barn, their arms tied as well.

Henry, Tara, Enid, Siddiq, Tammy, Jesus, Connie, Kelly, the two teenagers from Hilltop and the red-haired lady from Alexandria were all inside. How the hell did your mother manage to capture so many of them?

"No talking!" Alpha shouted before the Whisperer tying your wrists together suddenly shoved you to the ground.

With your hands tied together, you couldn't brace yourself for the fall as you landed hard on the floor of the barn and hissed at the pain soaring through your ribs. In an instant, Jesus was hovering over you, his worried eyes locking with yours as you gave him a small nod to tell him that you were okay, but by the look he sent your way it was clear that he didn't believe you.

You glanced over at Henry to find Lydia now on her knees beside him before you watched Alpha walk back out the barn with a couple of the Whisperers.

There were 12 of you and nine Whisperers. The Whisperers had knives and you all had your hands tied, but you still had the numbers.

You eyed the Whisperers cautiously, but they didn't seem to worry about the group of you on the floor as you slowly reached over your shoulder with your tied up hands.

Connie and Kelly must have realised what you were trying to do because they both quickly shuffled over to you and sat up straight between you and the Whisperers by the door, blocking their view as you pulled your sword from your back.

In a matter of seconds, you had cut the rope off your wrists and did the same to Jesus, Connie and Kelly's restraints.

"Don't do anything yet." You whispered and the three of them nodded as they kept the rope loosely dangled over their wrists to not draw attention.

You glanced over at the others, catching Enid's eye as you nodded her over and she grinned spotting the sword you were trying to hide.

Before you had a chance to cut her restraints, two strangers and DJ from Alexandria busted through the front door and started to attack the Whisperers.

"The Highway Men." Tara whispered from across the barn.

You watched as these Highway Men took down a couple of the Whisperers before you got to your feet and stabbed the nearest one through the chest.

"Get out of here!" You shouted, glancing over at Jesus, Connie and Kelly who were closest to the door and could easily slip out.

"What about everyone else?" Jesus questioned, not wanting to leave without the others.

"I'll think of something, just go! Don't look back." You ordered, slicing your sword through another Whisperer, clearing the entrance to the front door for them.

To your relief, Jesus grabbed Connie and Kelly’s arms and pulled them out the barn before you turned your attention back to the others to find them all standing up and fighting against the remaining Whisperers.

"Tara!" You shouted, picking up a knife one of the Whisperers had dropped as you tossed it just in time for her to stab the Whisperer behind her.

You quickly kicked another Whisperer out the way before spearing your sword through his back on the ground.

"We need to clear the entrance!" You shouted, glancing back at the door that was now being guarded by more Whisperers.

If you wanted to get everyone else out, you had to clear the entrance.

"We're on it." One of the Highway Men responded, bashing through a couple of the Whisperers as he rushed towards the door just as something solid slammed into you from behind.

"Y/N!" You thought you heard Lydia shout as you tumbled to the ground, dropping your sword in the process. A small cry of pain escaped your lips as you landed on your side and reached for your ribs in agony.

"Get up. Please get up." Henry begged as you lifted your head to find him and Lydia kneeling down beside you worriedly.

You didn't get a chance to say anything before the sound of gunshots echoed through the barn causing everyone to stop fighting.

"Oh no." The kids whispered as you sat up to find Alpha walking back into the barn with her sawn-off shotgun in her hands and the two Highway Men dead by her feet.

The fighting only paused for a moment before the others all continued and you watched on in horror as your mother shot Addy and Rodney before more Whisperers rushed inside and pinned the others to the ground.

"Get the hell off them!" You shouted as two Whisperers grabbed Henry and Lydia and threw them to the ground, pressing their boots against their backs, pinning them on their stomachs.

You quickly scurried to your feet about to reach for your sword that had been discarded a few metres away before someone big grabbed you from behind and forced you onto your knees.

"Enough." A familiar deep voice growled in your ear.

Oh, hell no. Daryl had killed him. How the fuck was Beta still alive?

You glanced around the barn trying to think of another way out, but there wasn't one. Everyone still alive was pinned to the ground by a Whisperer and you didn't have the numbers anymore. You were screwed.

"Now, I didn't want to have to do that. You have all been picked to be used as an example to your fellow friends and community members. An example to show just how serious I am." Alpha announced before she handed her shotgun to the Whisperer beside her.

You watched in confusion as your mother stepped forward, pulling out a large machete from behind her back. Before you even had a chance to process the new weapon, she walked over to Henry and Lydia who were still pinned to the ground on their stomachs unable to move.

"Don't. Whatever you're going to do, do it to me." You quickly said, trying and struggling to get out of Beta's arms. "I'm the one you want, right? Let all these people go."

Alpha glanced over at you for a moment and for the tiniest second you thought that she was actually considering it before she shook her head and slammed the machete down against Henry's neck with a sickening crunch.

"NO!" Lydia screamed as Henry's head rolled away from his body, a pool of blood quickly mixing with the hay and dirt on the barn floor.

You could see Alpha's lips moving and you knew your mother was talking, but you couldn't hear anything above the blood rushing in your ears as you yanked and struggled in Beta's grip, trying desperately to break free, but he was too strong.

There was nothing you could do, but watch as your mother did the same to the others. Head, after head, after head, until her body and machete were saturated in the blood of your friends.

Siddiq was screaming from beside you where another Whisperer was holding his eyes open, forcing him to watch before Alpha began to walk over to Lydia. Your little sister was sobbing from where she was still lying on her stomach, her eyes squeezed closed as she cried.

"Don't you fucking touch her!" You screamed, thrashing in Beta's hold as you managed to get your elbow free and clock him in the jaw.

You took Beta's sudden shock to your advantage as you escaped from his grasp and rushed over to your sister, but you barely got a few steps before something hard slammed into the side of your head and the last thing you saw was the ground rushing up to meet you before everything turned black.

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deadbydangit · 9 months

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On their wedding day

Trapper, Nurse, Doctor

Trapper

Evan is a traditional guy.

Very traditional.

So this will be a very traditional wedding.

Well, as close as it can get while in the realm.

All killer and survivors are invited.

And all are expected to be on their best behavior.

No killing, no flashlights, no nonsense.

The person most qualified to be a pastor is...No one.

Well, the next best person might be Adam, Adris, or Pinhead.

Ace will volunteer to do it. But Evan won't let him.

He'd ask Jake and Carmina to gather some crows.

This will make a decent substitute for doves.

He'll let Kate and Jeff handle the music.

Sally and Bill are probably the most organized and mature. They'll organize the thing.

Victor could possibly be a ring bearer.

Flower girl? Sadako perhaps?

When all is organized and the day comes, Evan is sweating bullets.

Seeing you walk down the aisle, he just freezes.

You look... Amazing.

He's a loss for words.

He kept with traditional vows, urging you to do the same.

But if you wrote your own he'll be just as happy.

He's going to fumble the ring a bit due to nerves.

The party is as traditional as possible.

Bubba offered to make the food and cake, but you both politely refused.

Nope, no human meat.

He wants a slow dance with you more than anything.

If nothing else happens, that's all he wants.

He's too embarrassed to look you in the eye, but you can tell how happy he is.

Nothing could ruin this moment.

Not even Ghostface and Ace's drunk asses causing a scene.

He'll choose to ignore that.

Today, it's all about the two of you.

Him showing you how much you mean to him, how much he loves you.

Nurse

Sally wants a traditional wedding.

She's a product of her time.

But part of her is hesitant.

It isn't that she doesn't love you

She just never really got over the death of her husband.

He died right in front of her.

The trauma is still standing.

She's gone over the idea of remarrying over and over.

Could she still love her husband from the grave?

Would that be cheating?

What if you died?

Talk to her before the wedding, let her know that you won't be going anywhere.

And that it's natural to still love her husband, even if he's gone.

Finding a dress is going to be near impossible, so she'll have to make one.

And she has been working on it for months.

She doesn't care who is in the wedding party.

She'll accept volunteers as long as they promise to act like adults.

It's a beautiful wedding.

It's obvious she and several others had spent hours decorating the place.

She's been really excited for it, and it shows in her body language.

She wrote her own vows which mentioned how you can always find love in the most unlikely places.

No matter what happens, she'll always be by your side.

People are crying.

She's crying.

She'll even lift her mask for a kiss.

Sally will use her feet to dance, not floating.

It proves a challenge since her legs are weaker, but she's trying really hard.

Oh, and she's absolutely smashing the cake in your face.

Lots of giggling and hugs.

She hadn't been this happy in so long.

And, as long as she has you, he sees no reason to ever be sad.

Doctor

He doesn't really want to have a wedding.

It's not because he doesn't love you!

But he doesn't see the reason to go through all that trouble.

He loves you, you love him.

Can't you just say you're married and not have a wedding?

If you plead enough, he'll cave.

But as soon as he sees you walking down the aisle, he regrets not wanting a wedding.

He's stunned beyond belief.

It's going to take a few minutes before he regains his composure.

Probably going to have to shake him a bit to get him back from.

"Forgive me. You just..."

He still can't finish his sentence.

He'll go with traditional vows, he isn't the best with words.

He might even start crying.

But he'll firmly deny it.

The after party?

Very classy.

Wine, fancy foods, music.

Dancing?

You want him to dance?

Okay, but he's really bad and clumsy.

But as long as you're having fun.

As long as he has you by his side.

He'll be happy.

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matchadobo · 1 year

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masterpost

if you follow me and you satisfy these conditions: no icon/header, no interactions with my posts, no likes/following, no bio—you will be blocked. reposting my works WITHOUT CREDIT including edits, colorings/art, and writings are strictly prohibited. full masterlist and rules for requests under the cut.

rules for requests

no yandere tropes or anything violent/abusive

no race specific nor gender specific (in this case, i only write for gn and afab) nor appearance specific nor age specific or generally something-specific SJASDDJSAJ

i can only write for afab readers identifying as she/her as of the moment

no oc

minors should proceed with their own discretion when visiting my blog and giving requests (i am not enabling minors but i also have no control of their content consumption, this is only a warning and a reminder)

not a native english speaker but i am fluent in this language, just don't expect top tier grammar lmao

i mostly write for kidd, but i'm willing to try and write for these characters. these are the only characters i will accept for requests: (these may subject to change)

fantasy tropes are welcomed! i especially love writing for these, you can check my past hcs for reference (although i don't write for hybrids/minks/fishman/furries, it's uncomfortable for me)

smut and/or suggestive themes are also welcomed, but please don't expect much i'm just starting to get the hang of it T^T

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KEEP IN MIND

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colorings

sasaki to miyano

kaeya, diluc, and zhongli

dr. vegapunk/york

izou of ringo

why so serious?

the king of the underworld

raitei no yoroi

hibari and kujaku

BEELZEBUB; Hurry... Quickly... Please... Kill me. As brutally... and... as hideously as you can.

QIFREY; o, rushing waves... bring to me the one i seek

hcs and scenarios

all my writing are catered to fem readers unless mentioned otherwise

KIDD; it all started with a drink

ACE; guitar

KIDD; make me pretty, aye?

KIDD; bet

KIDD; 9 things i hate about you

KIDD; how does eustass kidd propose?

KIDD; kidd as a father

KIDD; coming home to you

KIDD; eustass kidd as a college student

KIDD; 3 times he almost said i love you and 1 time he actually did

SHANKS; bathing with the emperor on a hot summer day🔞

KIDD; beauty & the beast

KIDD; dates with college kidd

BENN; billiards séx🔞

KIDD; the captain has an allergy!

KIDD; the captain's madam🔞

KIDD; the pirate's princess🔞

KIDD; kidd being sweet

KIDD; reconcilation

KIDD; n/sfw alphabet🔞

IZOU; haircare with izou

KONIG; someone to come home to🔞

KIDD; overnight

KIDD; how does he apologize after a petty fight

KIDD; giving him flowers

KIDD; toxic ex

KIDD; doing the shaving for him

KIDD; biker kidd au

KIDD; babysitter🔞

SHANKS; safeword🔞

KIDD; fvck me like you love me🔞

KIDD; calm to his storm

ACE; the way you look tonight

KIDD & KILLER; gifts

KIDD; christmas headcanons

KIDD & KILLER; north blue s/o

KIDD; soft and loving kidd

KIDD; tending to his wounds

KIDD; it's the captain's birthday🔞

KIDD; birthday present🔞

KIDD; runaway princess

KIDD; overheard🔞

KIDD; avenging you

TBoTE SERIES

intro w/ chapter list

edits/fmvs

KIDD; make way for the king

KÖNIG; der Panzer

LAXUS DREYAR

RWRB; tahanan

playlists

eustass kidd

zosan

shanks

perona

sanji

nico robin

weeb sh!t

opm

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glucosegaurdian · 1 year

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“You’re dead meat, noble-ass!”

“I missed you too, Ace…”

Part 1 part 2 > part 3 >

#asl brothers #asl art #asl one piece #ace sabo luffy #sabo the revolutionary #sabo fluff #sabo op #sabo fanart #portgas d ace #sabo one piece #ace one piece #ace trying to kill people is his love language #ace d portgas #portgas d. ace #gol d ace #gol d. ace #opfanart #op sabo #op ace

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panthera-tigris-venenata · 1 year

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Do you have any favorite Descendants headcanons?

Yes! This is absolutely a permission to share an absurd amount of them, right? (Say yes, please-)

Anyway. Canon is a suggestion and so is Rise timeline.

Uma and Harry have been married pretty much since Ben's coronation. They... Kind of got drunk along with every other Isle kid and decided to get married, as you do. It's legal. They don't remember a thing.

Neither does Harriet. CJ however knows and is just waiting for the best opportunity to tell her brother. The Lost Revenge crew also knows, mostly, but just assume that the Captain and first mate also know. Which would make sense.

The mother of the Hook siblings was a siren (that bloodthirsty type that lures sailors to their deaths) and Captain Hook was completely in love with her. He was also completely blind to all of her murder attempts.

As a result, the Hook kids think that murder is a love language. Like, yeah. Mama tries to kill papa from time to time. That happens. It works for them.

They are having fun.

As is Ursula. She watches Hook family drama (tm) as a telenovela and used to take baby Uma with her. This might or might not be how Uma and Harry met.

None of the Isle kids knows how death works. This would be because Hades decided that Isle kids and their still-alive siblings are too much headache to deal with, especially while on vacation, when technically, the Underworld is a problem of his younger brothers.

CJ Hook treats the Underworld like a bus station. Hades has resigned about when she was ten and now lets her take the Cerberus for a walk from time to time.

The Isle kids regularly try to make s'mores over Hades' hair. The only one who ever got Hades to cooperate was Anthony Tremaine, while looking after his baby cousins, who really wanted the s'mores. That would be because he actually asked. (And Hades felt his suffering on a deep personal level. Younger siblings.)

The Tremaines have the only neutral territory on the Isle. You see, if you fight by the Tremaines, you'll get kicked out of the hair salon and you won't get your hair done. This threat works because the Isle kids are vain as fuck.

Anthony Tremaine/Harriet Hook/Ginny Gothel. Mutually destructive threesome.

Audrey Rose and Anthony Tremaine are vibing. They bonded over fashion, their horrible grandmothers, and Auradon's disaster finances.

Audrey is generally vibing with the pirates, as she deserves.

Aro ace Audrey Rose.

Freddie and Celia Facilier and Marya Rasputin are basically half-demons from a different end of the spectrum.

Freddie can walk absolutely quietly even with all the gold trinkets CJ gives her.

Uma and Freddie wore ninety percent of the Isle gold at some point or another. The last ten percent is still locked in EQ's vault and the Isle kids are very much trying to break in.

Uma just. Feeds people to the sharks. That's a thing that happens. She also doesn't necessarily bother to kill her hostages before that. (Harry very much supports this. He might drag some hostages to her, too. Murder is a love language and all that.)

Claudine Frollo was adopted by the Hook siblings and is a part of the Lost Revenge crew. She is a bitter bitch and I love her.

She is also wholeheartedly convinced that the Lost Revenge is a cult, and she is right.

The de Vil cousins couldn't give less of a fuck to the rivarly between Uma and Mal.

Evie has already mentally killed Cruella in about forty six different ways. She is counting.

De Vils, Hearts and Hooks argue over who wears red the best. They can and will kill over it, but that's fine. Death is a social construct.

Fairy Godmother sealed off Jane's magic.

On the Isle, Mal misses the concept of wings, freedom, something that she has never had.

Evie has social anxiety due to ten years spent alone with her mother.

Mal can be controlled by a laser pointer. As can CJ. And Harry. Yzla and Zevon. Marya Rasputin. Begrudging Uma and Harriet. Technically, Claudine Frollo, who will start praying and backing off and will never touch the surface with the laser dot again. De Vils and Faciliers know this and they are having a blast. (Carlos will just shine a laser pointer away from him when he wants to work on his trinkets and it works.)

Alice accidentally fell down the rabbit hole on the Isle and consequently kidnapped a kid. That kid happened to be a twin sister of CJ Hook. (Alice and Ally's ages don't match. This works ✨)

There is a reason why there are three schools on the Isle. The reason is: „You could never pay me enough to deal with more than one sibling at time, now fuck off.“

If I remember anything else, I'll add?

#disney descendants #thanks for the ask!

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l1linya · 2 months

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Personal Ladybug PV character headcanons!!

Bridgette Cheng

Born in England but later moved to China when she was 5/6. Moved again to France when she was 12. Smart, athletic and talented but EXTREMELY clumsy. Does gymnastics. Struggles with French in the early parts of her childhood and her accent comes out when angry. Mostly an optimist. 10/10 would not make her angry unless you want the slipper.

Felix Agreste/Sphinx

Born and raised in England. Moved to France when he was 8. STEM student that enjoys classical arts. Extremely athletic but definitely needs more Vitamin D. Has a bit of a sweet tooth. Is unwillingly secretly engaged to Allegra. Their parents set them up. Annoyed about it but seem to not really care about it. Not because he doesn't mind but because he knows Allegra would marry a rock before wanting to marry him too.

Allegra Baudelaire

Can play multiple wind pipe instruments. Take fencing classes. Came from a long line of famous musicians. Is raised similarly like Felix. Actually genuinely enjoys music but the people surrounding her makes it suffocating. Turned out to be a bit of a rebel. Extremely perceptive. Flirty but elegant. Is also Aro-ace. Can and will kick your butt if you mess with her or her friends. Chloe Bourgeois's cousin. Childhood friends and Felix's fiancé. Rather marry a rock than end up with him. In a mutual love-hate friendship with him.

Claude Haprele

Has a HUGE crush on Bridgette. One sided pining for her. Class clown. Great cook. Opposite of Allegra in a way. All bark no bite. Moved a lot as a kid due to his dad's performances. Parents are divorced but are in good terms with each other. Knows Sign language. Does gymnastics with Bridgette when they practice together. Homiesexual with Allan. Tries REALLY hard for his studies but can never seem to get his grades up. He wonders why?

Allan Montgomery

Doesn't even NEED to try for his exams. Bro has photographic memory. Studies just the night before just in case. Bad cook though. A music kid who likes science. Homiesexual with Claude frfr. Alya is the dom in their relationship. Is a really sweet guy but can be really clueless about things. Sometimes Allegra and him would write songs together and give each other inputs on what they can do to improve.

Alya Cesaire

Gossip girl frfr. Is a late trio with Allegra and Bridgette. Up to date with the latest trends and gossip. Possibly bi. Had a crush on Allegra at some point. Is dating Allan. She's worried he'll burn down a building trying to cook water on a stove. In a kind of Spider-Man and reporter relationship with Allan and Mercury where she's really desperate to know who he is and its killing him inside but he needs to keep her safe.

#l1li nyas #miraculous ladybug #bridgette cheng #felix agreste #claude haprele #allegra baudelaire #allan montgomery #Idk if I should tag Alya for this but Alya Cesaire #Ladybug pv #miraculous pv #quantic kids #headcanon

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shenanigans-and-imagines · 5 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers Game

Tagged by @jo-harrington. Thank you!

1) How many works do you have on A03?

According to AO3, 195. However I do know it’s more since I have made a few drabble compilation. Someday I’ll reorganize everything.

2) What's your total AO3 word count?

686,641

3) What fandoms do you write for?

Baldur’s Gate 3, Stranger Things, Marvel/MCU, Star Wars, The Magnificent Seven, M*A*S*H, Good Omens, and a scattering of other fandoms here and there.

4) What are your top five fics by kudos?

Skipping Drabble/Headcanon compilations

I Want It All (Astarion x Ace!Tav)

Life Is Inevitable Like That (Ineffable Husbands)

Trust Me (Poe Dameron x Reader)

An Unspoken Thing (Doctor Strange x Reader)

Questions (Ineffable Husbands)

5) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I respond to most of them, or at least try to. I think it’s important to building a community, which is what I hope I encourage. Also as a way to show that yes, I did read it and yes, commenting does matter.

6) What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

What If…Loki Lost His Love?

I don’t do major character death or angst in general. It’s just not what I’m looking for in fics, but I actually think I did a good job on this one.

7) What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of them? They’re basically all one-shots with happy conclusions. I think if my recent stuff, probably I Want It All.

8) Do you get hate on fics?

I did get one “kill yourself” message a few years ago, but it was just one person on anon. The reception to basically all of my fics have been positive.

9) Do you write smut? If so, what kinds?

I’ve written some smut. I’ve done a couple of Kinktobers and some for Clone Wars. I think the best way I can describe the way I write smut is “sensual”? And it’s a little rougher. Idk, somebody better versed than me could describe it better.

10) Do you write crossovers?

Not really

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I did have a few of my Poe Dameron fics stolen a few years back, but I messaged them and they quickly deleted the fic. That all being said, if anybody notices my works being stolen or copied, please let me know.

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that anyone has told me.

13) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

My sister and I have talked about it, but no.

14) What's your all time favorite ship?

Ineffable Husbands

15) What's a WIP that you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

*glances at all WIPs I already have published and drawers full of WIPs saved on my computer*

What are you a cop?

16) What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, characterization and emotions. At least that’s what people have told me.

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

Prose. I’m still working on getting more creative with my descriptions. I could also really get better at scene setting in general.

18) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I’m not against it, but use it wisely.

If you want to reader to understand what is being said, write it out in the language of the fic. This isn’t a movie. Putting a translation at the bottom of the chapter or in the middle of the sentence makes it sloppy. Instead type out “they said in X language, “___”.

However if you want a character to hear something being said in a different language and they don’t understand it, then type it out of you want.

19) First fandom you wrote for?

Unpublished? Harry Potter

Published? Sherlock (no you can’t read it)

20) Favorite fic you've written?

Don’t make me pick. I’ve written so much and I have a soft spot for so many for a variety of reasons. If you want to send me a fic title and ask me about it, I’ll gladly answer any questions you want.

Tagging @leighsartworks216, @kittttycakes, @can-of-pringles, @flapjacques and anybody else who wants to join in!

#about the author #baldur’s gate 3 #astarion x tav #ineffable husbands #good omens #poe dameron x reader #Star Wars #doctor strange x reader #marvel #mcu

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ls-daydreams · 1 year

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~Writeblr Intro~

Hello, everyone! I'm a tumblr ancient who's been lurking around writeblr for a while now, but never actually made an intro post or interacted with peeps within the community, so here I am!

☆ ABOUT ME ☆

name: Laura | birthday: 26.09.1997 | pronouns: she/her

languages: Romanian (native), English (fluent), Korean (conversational; been casually learning on and off for about 6 years), can somewhat understand Spanish and Italian

studies: BA in Scriptwriting, MA in Film Production Management

interests & hobbies: sudoku, crosswords, cooking & baking, tennis, collecting things, losing myself in canva edits & spotify playlists

what i’m doing now: working as a newbie librarian, trying to write my first novel, losing my mind over my characters

☆ ABOUT MY WRITING ☆

what i like: everything. i love me some nice variety in my genres, themes, and mediums. being absorbed into new worlds and learning from my peers is why i enjoy reading and why i’m a writer

what i write: in two words, murder gays. in more words, i usually write psychological thrillers intertwined with romance and mystery. after i’m done with my massive old-ass WIP (Metanoia, my beloved), i’ll dabble into taking the idiots-in-love into other genres (i already have some ideas for dark fantasy, sci fi & dystopian stories)

recurring things: characters who are demisexual/on the ace spectrum, deep connections between two people who can truly understand only each other, obsession, the concept of beauty in ugliness, death (as rebirth, as a companion to life, as a cause for grief), generational trauma, nature vs. nurture, loneliness vs. solitude

mediums: my current WIP is a novel, but i also write film and TV scripts and like to come up with transmedia experiences too - check out Forget-Me-Not for glimpses of those.

Below the cut are more details about some of my works~ I hope to make loads of friends, read all of your wonderful stories, and meet all of your OCs, so please interact with this post and I’ll check you out! I follow from my main, @sarcasticjuiceboxes ! Bless you for reading this~

METANOIA - novel & eventual TV series

themes - nature vs. nurture, familial relationships, the illusion of choice

summary: Set in the tiny fictional town of Plain River, the story follows 25-year-old Malachi Azevedo as he tries to regain his memories after an "accident" erases the first 18 years of his life. Stuck caring for his ever-ailing mother, plagued by intrusive thoughts of self-harm, and constantly feeling like an impostor living in the wrong skin, Malachi latches onto The Void - a familiar voice in his head - to cope. He’s convinced The Void was someone important to his former self and tries to find him despite everyone around him denying such a person ever existed. It's this desperate search, along with his fight for independence, which lead Mal down a rabbit hole of love, violence, and hidden truths and force him to finally reconcile with the person he used to be.

warnings - blood, gore, depression, amnesia, abuse, kidnapping, gaslighting, attempted suicide, murder, death

word count - x

status - currently writing

FORGET-ME-NOT - feature film

summary: Haunted by never-ending tragedies, reporter Seo Joon decides to end his life in an almost derelict bath house. It's there he runs into a pair of odd strangers who force him to pick a side when they get into a violent fight, Seo Joon accidentally ending up killing one to save the other. A connection immediately forms between Seo Joon and the rescued stranger, Yul, who convinces the former to put off his initial plans.

It's only the next morning that Seo Joon learns two things: Yul is a photographer working for the police, and the man they killed was completely certain Yul was a serial killer trying to claim him as the next victim.

themes - grief, peculiar love, beauty in ugliness

warnings - murder, suicide, death, blood, panic attacks

word count - ~26k words

status - complete

story & more details (character profiles, inspo, etc) here | mobile friendly here

FLAT 27 - short film

summary: Detached from society and impaired by his deteriorating mental state, writer Ryan latches onto one of the last things that can still keep him going - his novel. He fixates on trying to finally finish it, but the incessant noises in his head prevent him from concentrating as he hasn't slept for days on end.

His inspiration is finally awakened when he overhears a tormented cello playing from the neighbouring apartment. Ryan grows dependent on the music to write, believing his neighbour, Damien, is playing specifically for him, and they're bonded through their art despite never exchanging a single word. When Damien starts to show a disconnect by refusing to play as usual and inviting a third person into their "bubble", Ryan is tempted into a depraved act that finally brings him face to face with his delusions.

themes - obsession, solitute vs. loneliness, real vs. manufactured self

warnings - insomnia, stalking, unreality, death

word count - ~3k words

status - completed (script), in production (film)

story & more details (character profiles, inspo, etc) here | mobile friendly here

More works available to check out - web here | mobile here

Thanks so much for reading! Hit me up and let’s get a-friending ♥

#writeblr #writeblr intro #writing #writerscommunity #writers on tumblr #putting myself out there is scary as hell but oh well #it's about time i do this #maybe this will stop me from talking to the void (heh) whenever i write #and actually share stuff

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randomgooberness · 11 months

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This is in reference to the one post where Gordon gets all embarrassed for talkin like a kid (and maybe I missed something) But does Freemind sign "sorry", or say it out loud? I'm so curious if ya'll have a reason for how or why Mind signs, or the fact that Gordon can even UNDERSTAND it !!

(ask is referencing this post)

TYSM FOR THIS ASK! WE HAVE A LOT TO SAY ON IT LMAO. @shineyfish 's answer: MIND SIGNS IT HE LOVES LANGUAGES!!! there's lots of points in Freeman's Mind where he speaks in different languages or references shit to do with that so it's a big hc of mine that he knows how to speak a bunch of different languages. Can't have prior potentially talking shit about him, and you can't talk shit about him if he always knows what you're saying! Hilariously to me though is that he Canonically doesn't know Morse code. Sign language in particular I feel like he'd know because it's a language where you don't need to speak to use it. That's perfect for anything where you need to be silent, for example, being in Panama with your buddy Eddie and you don't want to get caught.

My answer:

From Gordons POV, in my headcanons, he grew up learning sign language because of his autism- it made it easier for him to communicate nonverbally, especially because he was mostly mute for the first few years of his life(to which when he was like 7 or 8 he switched to never shutting up LMAO). Gordon couldn't actually understand that specific moment where Mind signed, because he wasn't facing him and was moving, so he didn't really see it- just a bit of movement(hence why he's confused in the comic). However, there IS a scene that took place a day or so prior(in act 1, that comic is in early act 2) that had them using it. I shared a small screenshot of the scene because it was really funny to me, but Ace agreed to let me edit it up and post the full segment here! Have a treat :D

This takes place after they get outside for the first time and run from the airstrikes- and go into the vents with the skeleton and the sweet voice.

WARNING FOR: ableism(internalized and external) and (technically)self-harm

"It can't be THAT hard to fly a fuckin plane!"

Mind laughed, half joking with that as he moved forward.

It didn't take long until he was whining again.

"Why are so many people trying to kill me?? I'm awesome! Are they jealous?"

He didn't have enough bullets for all of them at the rate they were going at. The military should give peace a chance, or at least stand still.

"I'm calling dibs on the med station."

"Go ahead," Gordon chuckled. "Yeah, I think they're just jealous of you. They uh. They think the Science Team is too sexy to live." He wheezed.

"YES!"

Mind hooked himself up the the med station, silently begging the thing for what he wanted.

The med station, checking his vitals and seeing he wasn't mortally injured, did not give him any morphine.

"NO!"

He rested his head against the thing as it appropriately treated his more minor injuries. He didn't want to say he was getting desperate, because he wasn't, and if you thought that you were wrong, but... It was hard to be sober around this place.

He laughed joylessly.

"They've got it all wrong. We're actually too sexy to die."

"Exactly!" Gordon laughed, clapping his hands. "Let's uh, c'mon, Bubby I- dude what are you charging in the HEV suit station."

"My MP3 player." Bubby said.

"What?"

"Don't tell anyone~!"

"...Okay," Gordon wheezed. "Is that what's playing the Russian speaking?"

"The what?" Bubby looked...genuinely confused by that question. "No?"

"What speaking?" Dr. Coomer tilted his head. Gordon sighed.

"...Nothing. Let's move on."

Whatever the fuck Gordon was talking about, Mind was a little concerned about it. Being overly Paranoid that you're seeing things can be good when you need to look for enemies, but hearing things that aren't there? That could be a problem.

Whatever. It wasn't too much of a problem right now, and they still had hallways to go through for a second time. He never wants to look at a hallway ever again. His headache was a little worse, and now that the noise was muffled he had a ringing in his ears.

"Why do you get an MP3 player?? And why does the HEV station charge it??"

"I want to listen to my tunes," Bubby said. "The HEV station charges anything."

"I use it for my bionic body!" Dr. Coomer nodded.

Gordon rounded over to a vent nearby. From it, odd humming and whistling could be heard- alien sounding. Like the Sweet Voice. He pulled out his gun and headed inside. Mind heard it too, flinching.

"...No. no, it's dead, we watched the bitch get torn apart by the doors, there's no way it survived that. I'm either just imagining that, which is concerning, or mistaking the sound..."

He didn't seem to be talking to anyone, although kept his gun ready as he spoke.

If nothing could kill that- that thing, then... "We really are fucked."

"No...No, I'm hearing it too, man," Gordon muttered. He was shocked that this vent was big enough to stand in, and walked cautiously. "...Maybe there's more like him here? I mean, it's called the Black Mesa Sweet Voice- it might...I dunno. We'll see. Maybe it's friendly."

"I doubt that, if Mall-cop was anything to go off of, it'll be irritating at best."

Following close behind Gordon, gun at the ready, he could feel his heartbeat. Something about the mere thought of seeing that thing again sent a spike of fear through him.

"At worst? I don't think I want to know."

"Yeah," Gordon laughed. "I'm tryin' uh. To be an optimist. Sucks."

"That's the problem, optimism gets you nowhere in the long run. At some point, you need to cut your losses and start breaking shit."

"It sounds, friendly," Tommy spoke up.

"Oh, right- you can read it.” Gordon perked up, looking at the taller scientist. “What's it saying right now?"

"Umm..." Tommy tried to focus. "I-I dunno, I can't really tell without the- without the colors."

"Oh, okay. We'll see in a bit, then."

They rounded a corner, and Gordon noticed a figure.

"Wait for my word, do not shoot."

A flash from a camera behind them.

"Don't take pictures flash photography scares him."

They got a little closer, and the figure was still hard to see in the dark.

"...Hello?" Gordon called.

A small buzz emitted from it, and then a few lower ones, purple. Gordon got closer, and sucked air between his teeth when he noticed it was a fucking skeleton.

"...Do you know what that is?" He whispered to Tommy, who shrugged.

As they turned the corner, Mind kept his grip on his gun, assuming it to be an army recruit. He couldn't make out a weapon, but he wasn't taking any chances on that.

He didn't believe his eyes when he saw it properly.

Option one, he was hallucinating. This was bad for the obvious reasons, but he was skeptical on that because the others were clearly seeing it too.

Option two, there was a real, living, sweet voice using skeleton in front of him. This was almost worse, because it immediately made him worry about Benrey. He watched him die. Now he wasn't so sure.

Option three, group hysteria. He wasn't certain on this one.

"... I'm not seeing that. There is no way I am seeing that."

"...I think we are," Gordon stammered, eyes huge.

The skeleton made a few more noises, sort of like a guitar plucking.

"Stay back- stay back staaay back-" It was hard to tell if Gordon was talking to the skeleton, or to The Science Team. "...You guys have any ideas?"

"...I could always punch it," Dr. Coomer tilted his head, though he didn't seem so sure.

The skeleton whistled a few times, a soft, odd noise, before it made a honk noise.

"...Okay, on three, we rush it," Gordon muttered. "God, I'm scared-"

Tommy perked up.

"Wait, no!" He cried.

"What?! What?! Do you know what it is!?"

"That's green!" Tommy asserted.

"What does green mean!?"

"Green means he's not mean!"

"So-"

Gordon was interrupted by repeated whistling and buzzing, a flail of colors appearing.

"What does that mean-" He choked. "What is he saying?!"

And then, suddenly, the skeleton reached a high pitch that continued on and on, and it was deafening, bouncing against the metal of the vents they were in and stabbing into their ears.

Mind almost dropped his gun, rushing to cover his ears. Too LOUD. Too MUCH.

"SsHHHHUUTT UP SHUT UP, BE QUIET!!"

"OW- FUCK-!" Gordon yelped, now covering his own ears.

It hurt. It hurt. Mind felt like his brain was melting, and without thinking he started shooting blindly at the thing, eyes squeezed shut and ears awkwardly pressed between his free hand and his shoulder.

He needed this thing dead... Again.

Unfortunately, he didn't think about the current location they were in, and the gunshots only echoed in the vents alongside the creature. He really should have brought his earplugs to work, but they might not have done much for whatever fresh hell this was.

"JUST KILL IT I CANT HANDLE IT-!" Bubby screeched. Gordon, as if he were an attack dog, started bolting toward the thing with a shout- leading the way as the rest of the team followed.

The skeleton, who didn't react much to the bullets, started running as well.

Mind squinted his eyes open, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as he did, and saw the group running. Unbearable physical pain be damned, he ran after them, not wanting to be left behind.

He needed to make sure that thing stopped existing, even if the process of doing so was going to make him want to commit atrocities... More than usual.

Bubby raced ahead of Gordon and took out- ...oh god that was an RPG.

Before anyone could say anything, the trigger was pulled, and a rocket blasted through the vents before exploding against the metal, sending a blast of heat and deafening ringing toward everyone.

...And, not only did it not break the vents they were in, but Gordon and the rest seemed to not even care, locked on their target.

Mind, who had uncovered his ears, deciding to just grin and bear it until the thing was dead, caught the full sound of the explosion.

In almost an instant his body decided enough was enough, and he screeched, falling to his knees and covering his ears, gun forgotten beside him. His palms were pressed hard enough to hurt, and he was almost certain that when he took them away, the imprint of the gloves would be on his face.

He didn't care. He just needed the ringing to stop.

He didn't even notice the tears falling until he took a breath, shaky and broken, and heard himself sob. What filled his chest at that was a red-hot shame. What kind of idiot couldn't handle a little bit of noise? Even at that, he didn't need to cry at it, he was being pathetic. He was sure of it, nobody else could see him like this.

The gunshots were muffled and distant, still ringing through the vents as they got further and further away- much louder than a scream, a loud, panicked conversation, and then a bit of talking.

The first thing Mind properly heard was footsteps and Gordon's voice.

"God, where is he- shit I hope he's okay-"

The large man turned the corner, and perked up, before racing over and sliding on his knees- he immediately put a hand on his shoulder.

"Woah- heyheyheyhey- are you alright!?"

Without thinking, Mind HISSED at the guy, immediately scratching and pushing the guy away. Space, he needed space, don't look at him-

"GGET THE- GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"

His voice is rough from sobbing, but there's a significant growl to it.

"IF YOU COME ANY- A-ANY CLOSER I WILL NOT HHHESITATE TO BITE YOU."

For a split second he looked Gordon in the eyes, and his own were full of fear. It wasn’t for long though, as he very quickly covered his face, scratching at his eyes with a screech in an attempt to make everything less.

"Woah-! Hey-" Gordon backed up, eyes huge.

He didn't know what to do here- granted, he barely understood what was going on, but he had a feeling this might be related to all the noise from earlier. He himself fucking hated it, but he went into a tunnel vision trying to kill the damn skeleton as a way to cope- and regretted it, because it meant he left Mind alone. Not to mention, his ears were still ringing.

He backed up a bit more, and sat down across from Mind, face twisted in worry.

"Hey, keep your- don't touch your face, man."

"I'LL DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT!"

There was too many people looking at him, he could feel it-

He hated these stupid gloves and their protective rubber, dragging them over his face just left a dull ache. If he didn't have them on he'd be able to be done with this, the sting from his nails usually tipped it over the edge for him and his stupid brain would start to calm down again. Sure, he normally had to hide the marks until they faded when he was at work, but it's the middle of an alien apocalypse, was he not allowed ONE source of relief in this hell?

After another attempt, he sobbed again, taking his hands down and looking at Gordon with a tear-streaked face. He looked tired. He felt tired. He didn't want to be here anymore.

Gordon frowned, shrinking a bit as he watched him.

He was a little scared, honestly- he didn't want this guy to suddenly snap and decide he was an enemy. He didn't...entirely trust anyone here, but that trust was building, at least a little.

He didn't know why he was starting to trust these people, despite how fucking stupid they all acted, or how mean to him they tended to be. He already sort of considered them friends, and hoped they could all still talk after all this was over.

Naturally, this was scary to see, because of that. But he decided friends should trust and support one another- that's what he heard all his life.

He swallowed, fiddling with his hands and looking at the ground.

"It's- you're alright, dude, we're. I dunno if we're safe right now but we're...you can breathe, I'm here, alright?"

Was that what you were supposed to say? He wasn't sure.

Mind felt weak. He felt so weak. Useless, pathetic, there was no way in hell these people will be able to look at him the same. He needs to get out of here.

As he tried to move though, he was shaking too much, that annoying tremble in his hands from earlier now a full-fledged tremor.

He only distantly heard Gordon's words but he laughed at it, hollow. What, did he think he needed help? Did he think he wasn't strong enough? He would have snapped back at him if the exhaustion wasn't so strong in him. Whatever. He took a deep breath, or tried to, curling in on himself.

"Hey- dude, please sit down- please?" Gordon put his hands out. "You're- you need to calm down, first, alright? Can you-" He paused, looking him up and down. "Auh, fuck, okay gimme a sec."

He paused, thinking- when he was little and had basically daily meltdowns, not long after he became verbal, one of his old teachers used to give him a cup of water so he'd be distracted and stop crying- he later used this technique on Josh all the time.

After a bit, he went through their collection from the vending machines and took out a bottle of water. He opened it and set it down in front of Mind.

The guy looked between the bottle and Gordon. Trying to think of any tricks, any ulterior motives, anything.

He came back with nothing. It registered as a discrepancy to him, why was there no trick to this?

Suspicious, he took the bottle, slowly raising it and taking a sip, eyes on Gordon practically the whole time.

Taking a sip felt gross in his mouth, and he cringed slightly, but drank a little more.

He didn't like admitting that it did make him feel better, and his brain was still shot with panic about what that was as he sat the bottle back down in between them.

Gordon didn't look at him very much- though the guy already avoided a lot of eye contact unless something stupid was said. He continued to play with his gloves a bit, nervous, and when the bottle was set down, he looked at Mind again, studying his breathing and making sure it was slower.

"...Are you able to talk?" He asked, softly.

Mind opened his mouth to say something sarcastic back at him, Yeah of course I can talk, I'm not a toddler.

... Only to find that he could not talk.

The shame was back, he hated this.

Shaking his head no, he brought his knees closer to his chest, practically death-staring Gordon. This is your fault, somehow.

"...Okay, that's fine- I-I go nonverbal sometimes, too," Gordon said. "Do you know sign language? Or would you rather, would you rather we have uh. Fuckin. Would you rather we have quiet time?"

Quiet time. Just hearing the words made Mind want to hurt someone. It felt childish, and he wasn't a child. He was just as damn capable as the rest of them, voice or not.

Luckily for him though, he did know sign language. Unluckily for everyone else, his hands still shook, and he was absolutely going to get snappy if he had to repeat himself.

"Sign."

Gordon perked up.

"Okay-! Great! That's- that's great, uh," He looked back over to the charred vent nearby, and then to Mind. "Do you need anything in particular right now? I-I'm uh, k-kinda scared to leave you alone, cause...I mean. Aliens." He gestured. "But if you want um, me to be quiet, or me to uh, talk? Or distract you? I-I can do that-"

Mind shifted, snapping his fingers.

"Shut up. Pay attention."

He took a second, and another sip from the water, before continuing.

"Don't like this any more than you do. I can still handle myself, not useless."

He paused.

"... I don't like noise."

"...That's...fine. I don't, either." Gordon said. "And I know you aren't useless, you've- I mean, you've kinda been the most normal guy here- and uh, you're smart."

He curled his knees to his own chest, looking at the ground, before deciding it was important to make sure if he knew Mind was signing or not.

"...I-I've kinda needed you as a source of grounding this whole time, man. It's...everything else is fucked and these people, I-I care about them but they're fucking...confusing."

The other guy had started signing something, before it died on his hands as he processed that.

Mind wasn't expecting at all to be told he was wanted, let alone that he was smart and helped ground the guy.

Some weight eased itself off of his shoulders, and he finally looked away from Gordon with such scrutiny.

"... Thank you. This place is fucking insane," another pause, "doesn't surprise me that you need me here just to make sense of everything."

Gordon let out a wheeze.

"Oh, it is fucking insane, I don't- the rest of the gang is exploring up ahead, but uh...yeah no. Today fucking sucks. And...I dunno what that skeleton was but- that noise and us shooting shit in the vents? Dude, I thought I was gonna throw up," He straight up laughed. "It- my ears are ringing still. And I'm still hearing weird fucking Russian."

Mind laughed, silently shaking before snapping his fingers again, a smile on his face.

"What is with the Russian?? I'm surprised I didn't throw up if I'm honest."

His expression dropped, and he looked down the vents to where the skeleton went.

"Did you kill it?"

“…I dunno, uh- the vent suddenly dropped off, into uh. Fan blades. Bubby fell in and didn’t get hurt, somehow,” Gordon said. “Uh, they all started to figure out how to get through when I realized you weren’t with us, so I came back here to see if you were okay.”

Mind paused, going over the words in his head.

It occurred to him that he hasn't tried to find a secondary motive or worry about any aliens spawning in beside them for a bit now. He didn't know how he felt about that.

"...Thank you."

“Oh- yeah, man, of course! I-I want us to get out, leaving you would be shitty, you don’t deserve that.” Gordon said, and then started feeling a bit of his Dad Mode instincts kick in again. “You feeling better? Need food? I have more uh, more chips.”

Mind smiled weakly, exhaustion from his breakdown still flooding his system.

"I'm good for now. Don't think I could eat even if I wanted to. Finishing this water though."

He picked up the bottle, tracing over the side of it.

“Good- good idea.” Gordon chuckled softly. “You uh, you do that. Then we can see if we can catch up with the team, alright? Or wait as long as you need.”

He pauses, hesitant.

“…Uh, there have been a few times where I’ve forgotten earplugs for heavier experiments, and uh. Got overstimulated and shut down, a-and I always locked myself in my office when that happened, cause I was…I didn’t want to be judged. So…I uh. I can kinda get…if you wanted to wait a bit longer. I-I’m pretty sure the Science Team is chill, I know for a fact Dr. Coomer is autistic- Bubby and Tommy haven’t told me themselves but they’re. I dunno. I don’t think they’ll be shitty. But we can still wait.”

Mind’s grip on the bottle tightened slightly, and he put it down again to sign.

"I'm not autistic. I just... Can't handle too much noise. And it isn't my fault that other people can't do things the right way."

If the only reason Gordon was being nice to him is because he thought he was Autistic, he didn't want it. He wasn't broken. He didn't know why his chest hurt at the thought of that.

He looked away.

"I can move in just a second."

Gordon raised an eyebrow at that- it wasn’t in any offense, it was…well, it looked sorta like he doubted him, kind of a sure buddy, whatever you say expression.

“Take your time, man. I don’t mind waiting.”

Bite, chomp, kill. Mind let it go, for now, not having the energy to argue.

After another minute or so, he started to move, grabbing the bottle. He went to check for his gun as well, before realising it wasn't holstered, and looked around frantically, panic rising.

He spotted it close by Gordon, and practically lunged at the thing to put it back where it belongs.

"Okay, now I'm ready."

Gordon gave him a smile, and with a grunt, he stood up, stretching.

“Houghman, Alright, let’s-“

He was interrupted by footsteps, and turned around, noticing Bubby turn the corner.

“Dead-end.” He grumbled, Dr. Coomer and Tommy following behind.

“Huh!?” Gordon gestured. “Wh- why?! Really!? How big is this place!?”

...

TYSM FOR READING :3 SORRY IF IT'S A BIT MESSY, AGAIN THIS WAS ORIGINALLY AN RP BETWEEN ME AND @shineyfish !

#hlvraifm #asks #cw: ableism #cw: self-harm #SORRY IF THIS ANSWER IS MESSY. I WAS SORTA DRUNK WHEN I STARTED ANSWERING IT AND IM STILL KINDA BUZZED LMAOOOO #freeman's mind

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