#allison speaks // ooc

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Yk I think a good example of how much the writing for Diego changed between S1 and S3 is Diego going from being ready to throw hands when someone calls Grace a machine in S1, to telling Klaus the only mother they knew "plugged into a wall" in S3, like he wouldn't have punched someone out if they had said the same thing one month ago.

#i dont think its completely ooc. like i can rationalize that response if i think about it. #he's dealing with a lot and some of that has to be reconciling with the fact that their grace no longer exists #and the only one that DOES exist now is much more machine and definitely not their mom. #but....mmmm #it sorta speaks to how little the writing allows diego to process loss. and it continuously makes me a bit sad. #klaus and allison and even viktor are allowed to mourn the people they've lost to some important degree. #but diego? he mostly just looks sad for a little bit and then the narrative pushes him onward to the next thing with the kind of speed #that sometimes makes it feel like something is lacking. like his arc is incomplete. #it just strikes me as odd that he can go from loving grace the way he did in s1 and stressing her humanity to almost dismissing her in s3 #i can see how they arrived there but it feels like going from point a and skipping a whole step just to get to point c faster. #out of knives [ooc];

[multimuse-rp-archived]

i watched saw for the first time

#it was… an experience XD #allison speaks // ooc

[fantasywritten]

Copying & pasting this section of my rules — please read!

OOC stuff: This is where things get a little tricky. Most of you are amazing people, and I don’t mind talking with you ooc every once in a while. However, extensive ooc chat really drains me, and it makes me lose muse and not want to be on tumblr. A lot of times, ooc interactions take more energy than ic interactions for me. I really hope I’m not offending anyone by saying this! The point is, if I don’t respond to your ooc chat, even if you know I’m online, please don’t take it personally. I hardly even give out my discord, guys. I promise it’s nothing personal.

#✽ (psa) — look around; know that i am not lying #it’s not that i don’t care #it’s not that i’m a heartless bitch that only cares about ic interactions #it’s just that… extensive ooc chat drains both me and my muse #and this doesn’t mean you can’t message me to talk ooc! #y’all are super nice but sometimes i just don’t have the energy to chat ooc #and please don’t shame me for this! i’m putting my mental health first. you all should do the same <3 #✽ (out of character) — allison speaks

[bimobuddy]

Safe at Last

TUA tickle fic

> Comfort Tickles <

Lee!Five - Ler!Klaus

Post Series

Might be a little ooc but it's fiiine

Summary: Five is finally being hit by everything, and what better way to help him out than to bring back something simple and familiar?

Five laid there on his bed (futon), just staring up at the ceiling. Processing. He had time traveled, gotten stuck in the post apocalyptic future for 43 years, leaving his family behind, killed people, came back as a child, barely survived three apocalyptic ends, so much more, and... it was finally catching up to him. He exhaled, long and slow.

Due to the deal Allison made with Reginald, they all were alive. Powerless, but alive. And Five was still in his child body, meaning no one believed him that he was 58, and he couldn't buy his own house yet, so he just bounced around from sibling to sibling, whoever would let him stay a few nights.

A few of his siblings had offered to let him just fully move in, and he had considered it, he really had, but he decided against it. He was an old man at heart and mind, he didn't want to feel like he was being taken care of -even if deep down he knew he probably needed it to some degree- so currently, he was staying with Klaus, in an apartment.

"Hey, Fivers.." Speak of the devil. Five didnt even move his head, he just flicked his eyes over to Klaus, who stood in the doorway. "Hm?"

"Hate to barge in like this, but I couldn't help but notice you looked so... sad?" Klaus sat on the futon next to his older-younger brother. Five snorted. "After everything we've been through, 'sad' is an understatement." Five said, looking back up at the ceiling.

Klaus nodded. "Yeah, that's... that's fair. That's really fair." Silence hung in the air for a moment, while Klaus looked down at Five. The poor kid guy looked exhausted, like he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. In a way, he had. Three times.

Klaus leaned back against the couch part of the futon, in thought. Suddenly, he got an idea. "Hey, Five, if you'll trust me-" "I know I shouldn't, especially after you've said that, but go on." "-I think I know what may help."

Intrigued, Five propped himself up on his elbows. "I hope you don't mean dr-" "No, no, I'm clean now. But back when I was fighting in the war, there was something Dave used to do that would help me relax." Almost immediately, Five laid back down. "Klaus, I'm flattered and a little creeped out, but not interested." Klaus was tempted to bring up the fact that Five had actually made a joke, but he decided to do it later. "No, it wasn't anything like that, it was just a way to calm me down on real bad nights. If you'll trust me, I'd like to try it with you. You need it, buddy, trust me."

Five thought for a moment. "Fine. I doubt you could make it any wORSE-" As soon as the words left his lips, Klaus had pulled him into his lap. Five started to get up but Klaus gently held his shoulders. "No no, it's okay, this is part of it, you're fine! I'm not gonna mess with ya.. Well- Not much. Give me your hand." Five hesitantly laid back down and gave Klaus his hand.

Klaus started to very gently trace light circles against his palm. When Five snorted and closed his fist, pulling away, Klaus chuckled. "Oh right, I forgot your hands were bad. Let's try somewhere a little less sensitive." Before Five could question what he was doing, Klaus had pushed his shirt up to just under his ribs, starting to lightly trace and tap around his tummy.

Five felt his face and ears get red as he hid his face. He tried to blink away- right. No powers anymore. He decided to just keep his face covered as he giggled into his hands. "Fuck- Klahaus! Whyhy?" The Former-Seance just grinned. "It's hard to think about the bad things while you're getting tickled, isn't it?"

He was right. Five found it quite difficult to think about that while giggling, laying across his brother's lap. In fact, it had the opposite effect. Five was remembering a time when they were kids, this was a thing Klaus had done back then, too. He was always one to give cheer-up tickles to him and his siblings after a rough day. He felt a mix of comfort and nostalgia spread throughout his chest, coming out in the form of much lighter, more bubbly giggles. He hadn't even noticed.

Klaus grinned down at him. "Aw, look at you! You're actually giggling and staying in place, you haven't rolled away once!"

Oh, right.. His reputation.. He was supposed to not like this. Five raised an arm to cover his mouth as he turned his head away, but Klaus just upped the tickles and skittered up his ribs and toward his underarm. Five slammed his arm down as his giggles turned frantic. "Dohohon't!" "Don't what?" "Tihickl- I'M NAHAT THAT DUHUMB!" "Ah, I almost gotcha though."

Klaus fluttered his fingers around Five's ears and under his chin, which resulted in an adorable little snort, then found his way back to his tummy, getting bubbly giggles, then to his hips, which made Five buck and let out a real belly laugh. Yet he still hadn't really protested or tried to get away.

When Klaus squeezed his knee, Five shot up and grabbed his hand. "KLAHAUS!!" He paused to catch his breath, giggles still flooding out of his chest. Klaus smiled warmly. "Just gentle tickles? Calm?" Five just nodded and repeated, "Calm."

Five laid back down, covered his face, and giggled softly into the room, the way he used to before everything happened, back when he was still a somewhat normal 13 year old spending the night in his brother's room after a hard day. And for the first time in a very long time, he felt safe.

#sfw tickling community #tickle community #tickling #tickle fic #Lee!Five #Ler!Klaus #post series #comfort tickles

[the-ravenist]

We Meet Again

Five Hargreeves x Black!GN!Reader

Reader uses they/them pronouns, reader is black, has powers yet not a Hargreeves, Five & Reader are 17, Reader has locs, ex-lovers to enemies(?), Five is ooc, Viktor will be used, this isn't related to the show

The sound of heavy double doors closing echo's throughout the large mansion. In the center of the black and white checkered floor are 7 people, 6 adults seeming to range around mid 20′s-early 30′s, and a teenage boy who looks about 17 years old. The teenage boys seem to be on edge, looking around the room as if looking for something or in this case someone. One of the lanky adults, Klaus, wanders off from his place behind his brother with the rest of his siblings to stand next to the kid, looking down at him he asks,

“Hey, uh Five,” yes that was the boys' name. Five, like the number, his ranking, the number after four, “you said we are  supposed to meet someone here yet the place seems....abandoned.” Klaus asks as he looks around the grand entrance, intrigued by the vintage aesthetic it gives.

The said boy looks up at his brother only to glare at him before huffing and replying, “I know and we are,” he walks to the staircase in the room, “this place is too clean for somebody not to live here.”

Klaus was about to reply before hearing one of the ancient vases falling and shattering on the ground when the siblings look towards the sounds distracted a person had appeared at the head of the stairs with firearms of all kinds floating around their head directed toward the odd sibling group. Their gaze seems to be centered on Five, their eyes hold no emotion other than slight anger. 

With a low yet booming voice, the person says,

“It’s weird seeing you here Five Hargreeves,” the guns are cocked and aimed at said person. At the voice, the group turns to the person alarmed and armed. Five lowers his protective stance and holds his arms up in surrender, his slight smirk, and innocent eyes irritate the wielder of the weapons.

"Trust me, the feeling is mutual," Five teases the mystery person and walks forwards with hesitant steps. Yet an invisible force seems to stop his stride, he looks up at their face to see that their nose had started bleeding yet their face remains unbothered.

Tired and annoyed at his supposed younger brother, the second shortest man, Diego, steps up with a knife in his hand.

"Oh okay, I'm tired of the secrets and shit," his voice is short of a yell as his eyes shift from his brother to what looks like a modern grim reaper.

"So, tell me who the hell you are since this el carbón won't tell us shit," he finishes with a firmer tone.

"Well, I guess I should introduce myself. It is quite rude of me right?" The guns are aimed at the siblings again instead of just Five, “ it seems that common courtesy has slipped my mind.” They also release the telekinetic hold on Five which stops the flow of blood from their nose.

"My name is (Y/N) and you are Diego, Allison, Viktor, Klaus, and Luther," they say looking at each named sibling. “Or in other words The Umbrella Academy.” The siblings are more on edge when their names are spoken by the mystery person, well their name is supposedly (Y/N).

While the siblings are staring in fear, Five is in rather awe, looking at the melanin deity that he used to call his friend. Even though they were definitely more than just friends. Locs that used to be at their ears are reaching a little bit under their shoulders, they're way taller than before, and they've seemed to gain muscle well almost everywhere. When green eyes meet gray ones they narrow in anger and sadness-filled glare(mostly anger from (Y/N)). He goes to speak before (Y/N) beat him to it.

"Get. Out. Now," they speak with a firm tone, leaving no room to argue. Everyone seems to step back slightly from the tone of their voice as well as the guns which seem to loom over them.

Luther scoffs and puffs out his chest a bit, pushing his way in front of Five, he says with such confidence as he looks from the guns to (Y/N) and back.

“This is so stupid, intimidating us with guns,” Diego goes to stand with his buffer brother to say. “I bet those aren’t even loaded,” he finishes his brother's statement.

With a twitch of their hand, they move a shotgun downwards, and telekinetically the trigger is pulled. Leaving a hole near the boy's feet, sensing the tense atmosphere Allison goes to speak but stops when (Y/N) speaks.

"I wouldn't do that unless you want your neck slit," they mockingly tilt their head while glaring at Allison. "Again of course," they finish, their eyes sparkle with slight amusement.

Allison's body goes rigid as well as the others when they notice a knife dangerously close to her neck. Viktor does not want his sister to get hurt, so he speaks up in a calm voice.

"Hey, hey can we not do that," he says with his hands raised. " Five has brought us here to talk. It appears that you may be able to assist us."

(Y/N) scoffs at this claim, their glare hardening when their eyes meet with Fives again. Looking away from his green orbs they look at the others before telekinetically putting the guns away. Klaus and Viktor watch as weapons float up the right stairway away from their sight. In the middle of the room, they walk down the grand staircase while pulling out a tissue from the back pocket of their dress pants to wipe the blood from their nose.  

“Okay, I’m here and you no longer have a red dot on your heads,” (Y/N) states as they wiped their face. “What is it,” they ask with a shrug of their shoulders.

A bit annoyed that his siblings, out of all people, got  (Y/N) was able to cooperate so quickly, Five blips in front of Diego and Luther glaring at ex-coworker(?). 

“Yeah, yeah now if we can skip the greetings we got some serious shit to discuss,” Five states in a yell, looking from his siblings to (Y/N). “Like oh, I don’t know, the world ending in two days!”

(Y/N) just rolls their eyes at Five’s outburst. Still such a child, they think.

“I guess I was correct about the formula being wrong,” ignoring Five as they scan his new look. ”I was right per usual,” they finish with a smirk.

“Oh, and the whole world ending again because a certain someone wasn’t careful,” the siblings glance at Five before they look back at (Y/N). “I can’t help you with that.” 

(Y/N) goes over to the broken vase on the floor to clean up while Five is silently raging. He marches over to them, huffing a little bit which each step. 

“What do you mean you can’t help,” he asked baffled and frustrated.

“Well, it’s just as I said,” they say as they start picking up the broken vase. “I cannot help you.”

“Can’t or won’t?”

They look at Five from their crouched position to smirk at him, “why can’t it be both?” 

With a growl, Five walks away from them, just as Diego is walking toward the brown-skinned teen. He pulls out a knife from his thigh holster to hold it against their neck, rather than acting terrified (Y/N) remains unfazed by the situation.

“If you wish to live, you will help us, I’ve already lost my girlfriend due to her getting involved in this shit,” he presses the blade harder. “So tell me exactly you wouldn’t help us save the world?”

“I have every reason to say no, and I’m sorry about your loss,” (Y/N) grasps the porcelain sharps tightly. “Now if you wish to keep that hand, I suggest that you remove your knife from my neck,” they say as they look at the slightly bloody hands.

Ignorantly he asks, “or what?”

Now fully paying attention to the interaction between the two, Five mutely warns his brother. Well, at least he tries. While Diego is pushing the knife hard enough that it draws blood, you can feel the decorative shards mold together, forming into a porcelain baton.  Gripping the newly made weapon in your hands you glare at your assailant with narrowed eyes and a slightly bloody nose, you say in a low tone.

“Or I could leave you with a broken nose,” before he could question you swing the baton full force at his face. Knocking him backward that he lads on his back at the front of the stairs.

The group looks from you and their dazed brother in shock, they stand a lot straighter when they stand up fully, facing toward the siblings. With your hands and nose bleeding you face them with a challenging glare and tense shoulders.

“Now I said, no. Now you could leave while all of y’all are standing or we could do the hard way and y’all can live with the shame that a child took down The Umbrella Academy.”

Five blips in front of his siblings his glare and posture matching (Y/N)’s. They let a small smirk crawl on their face as they sigh in fake disappointment.

“I guess that some blood with shed today, I wasn’t hoping it will be yours, seeing as we meet again.”

Well he is my first fanfic, I’m sorry that it took so long for me to post this I’ve been busy w/ exams and finding some colleges. I hope I did well for my first post, this will probably get a part 2, I’m not entirely sure. I apologize for the lack of Five and Reader moments, and characters being ooc. If you see this on wattpad, especially by the author @/Ravenfashionista, that is me.

#black reader #five x black reader #gender neutral reader #black!reader #enemies to... #five hargreeves #five hargreeves x reader #tua x black reader #five x gn!reader #five x reader #tua x reader #the-ravenist fanfic

[ao3feed-ship-clintcoulson]

They Leave

They Leave https://ift.tt/S0garvX by underworld_royalty_95 “Death.” Death’s chilling laughter echoes around the warehouse as everyone’s neck hairs stand on end. Harry’s stands slowly, shakily as Death stops just behind him. “And you—you—you’re …” “You called for me, Master?” Harry glances at him. “I want Lily Evans soul back from the Underworld and into the Living Realm.” “You know the cost, Master, a—” “A life for a life. I know.” Harry nods, chancing a glance at Lily Evan’s face, expression tranquil and calm, staring with unseeing eyes up at the ceiling. Death hums. Lestrange chokes. “You’d give your life for hers? You don’t fear Death?” His voice is hushed. Harry smiles mirthlessly. “I greeted Death like an old friend a long time ago. No, I don’t fear him.” Harry pauses, expression pulling in a fierce grin, showing his teeth in a snarling way. “And what makes you think that I’m the life being forcefully taken?” Harry only gives Lestrange a moment to allow his words to sink in before he’s speaking once more. “Say hello to your wife for me, Lestrange. Tell her Harry Potter, Master of Death, sends his regards.” Lestrange screams as Death takes a step forward, swinging his scythe in a downward arc. Words: 5975, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Marvel Cinematic Universe, DCU Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harry Potter/Jason Todd, Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Isaac Lahey/Tim Drake, Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Peter Hale/Severus Snape, Lily Evans/Chris Argent, James Potter/Bruce Wayne, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Fred Weasley/George Weasley, Loki/Tony Stark, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Dick Grayson/Charlie Weasley, Peter Parker/Damian Wayne, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner/Stephen Strange, Pepper Potts/James Rhodes, Michelle Jones/Shuri, Pepper Potts/Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson Additional Tags: Lily Evans Potter Lives, James Potter Lives, BAMF Harry Potter, Good Peter Hale, Good Severus Snape, Good Slytherins, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Family Feels, Good Parent Tony Stark, Precious Peter Parker, James Potter is Tony Stark's Half Brother, Harry Potter is Not the Boy-Who-Lived, Lily Evans is not a Potter, lily evans is not harry potter's parent, Bad Dumbledore, Dumbledore Bashing, no ron bashing, Good Friend Ron Weasley, Alive Phil Coulson, Resurrection, chaotic - Freeform, kind of a crack fic, but a little more serious, Rollercoaster ride in the first chapter, It's just going to get more chaotic, buckle up guys, Death, MOD Harry Potter, Scary Harry Potter, Protective Bruce Wayne, Protective James Potter, BAMF Lily Evans, Jason Todd is a sweetheart, Protective Jason Todd, Kind of OOC everyone, I'm sorry I want character development', NO NOGISTUNE, Alive Allison Argent, Everyone lives and no one dies

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #clintcoulson #phlint #bowtie

[sterek-ao3feed-archive]

They Leave

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50264092 by underworld_royalty_95 “Death.” Death’s chilling laughter echoes around the warehouse as everyone’s neck hairs stand on end. Harry’s stands slowly, shakily as Death stops just behind him. “And you—you—you’re …” “You called for me, Master?” Harry glances at him. “I want Lily Evans soul back from the Underworld and into the Living Realm.” “You know the cost, Master, a—” “A life for a life. I know.” Harry nods, chancing a glance at Lily Evan’s face, expression tranquil and calm, staring with unseeing eyes up at the ceiling. Death hums. Lestrange chokes. “You’d give your life for hers? You don’t fear Death?” His voice is hushed. Harry smiles mirthlessly. “I greeted Death like an old friend a long time ago. No, I don’t fear him.” Harry pauses, expression pulling in a fierce grin, showing his teeth in a snarling way. “And what makes you think that I’m the life being forcefully taken?” Harry only gives Lestrange a moment to allow his words to sink in before he’s speaking once more. “Say hello to your wife for me, Lestrange. Tell her Harry Potter, Master of Death, sends his regards.” Lestrange screams as Death takes a step forward, swinging his scythe in a downward arc. Words: 5975, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Marvel Cinematic Universe, DCU Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harry Potter/Jason Todd, Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Isaac Lahey/Tim Drake, Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Peter Hale/Severus Snape, Lily Evans/Chris Argent, James Potter/Bruce Wayne, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Fred Weasley/George Weasley, Loki/Tony Stark, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Dick Grayson/Charlie Weasley, Peter Parker/Damian Wayne, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner/Stephen Strange, Pepper Potts/James Rhodes, Michelle Jones/Shuri, Pepper Potts/Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton/Phil Coulson Additional Tags: Lily Evans Potter Lives, James Potter Lives, BAMF Harry Potter, Good Peter Hale, Good Severus Snape, Good Slytherins, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Family Feels, Good Parent Tony Stark, Precious Peter Parker, James Potter is Tony Stark's Half Brother, Harry Potter is Not the Boy-Who-Lived, Lily Evans is not a Potter, lily evans is not harry potter's parent, Bad Dumbledore, Dumbledore Bashing, no ron bashing, Good Friend Ron Weasley, Alive Phil Coulson, Resurrection, chaotic - Freeform, kind of a crack fic, but a little more serious, Rollercoaster ride in the first chapter, It's just going to get more chaotic, buckle up guys, Death, MOD Harry Potter, Scary Harry Potter, Protective Bruce Wayne, Protective James Potter, BAMF Lily Evans, Jason Todd is a sweetheart, Protective Jason Todd, Kind of OOC everyone, I'm sorry I want character development', NO NOGISTUNE, Alive Allison Argent, Everyone lives and no one dies read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50264092

#Sterek #Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale #Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski #IFTTT #ao3feed #ao3feed Sterek #fanfic

[tyrion-lanni-star-archived]

I’ve decided to focus on this blog for the next few days! My multimuse will still be on a queue, but I’m really musing for Tyrion lately, so… yeah! I’ll be here!

#allison speaks; ooc

[autumnapologist]

GUYS/GALS/FOLKS, ITS HAPPENING WE DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SEASON TWO IS COMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#not roleplay #ooc #tua #klaus hargreeves #the umbrella academy #the seance #logan speaking #luther hargreeves #spaceboy #diego hargreeves #the kraken #allison hargreeves #the rumor #five hargreeves #number five #the boy #ben hargreeves #the horror #vanya hargreeves #the white violin #number one #number two #number three #number four #number six #number seven

[multimuse-rp-archived]

hey! i might archive this blog soon and move to a new one. i’ve had this blog for over two years now, and i feel like i need a fresh start. but i’m still working out all the details, so bear with me!

#some muses will likely be removed #a few new ocs will be added #but in general? it should stay about the same #allison speaks // ooc

[resurrecticn-a]

like for a small starter from allison for when i wake up !!

#q. #allison / sc. #when i am too sad to speak it seems like the ocean is whispering for me. ( ooc || queue )

[tvxcue]

not to talk abt teen wolf in 2018 but the way isaac was treated was so gross and he deserved so much better than daviss shitty writing

#speaking #GOD im still sooooo mad abt that time scott threw him or whatever against the wall for being with allison #first of all thats fucking disgusting how are u gonna write abt a teenager who was abused by his dad and think itd be soooooo funny to have #one of the only people he truly trusts be physically violent towards him to somehow ‘’’’’’get even’’’’’ for dating his ex................... #like the fact that isaac offered was so fucking horrifying and then the fact that it was played out as a comedic moment..........ew #and i mean thats not even bringing up the thing w derek which at least THAT was shown to be wrong #but the fact that isaac had to already face that kind of break of trust and then SCOTT is the one that does that to him............... #and lmao that was ooc as FUCK and we All know it davis

[the-ravenist]

First fic SNEAK PEEK!

"My name is (Y/N) and you are Diego, Allison, Viktor, Klaus, and Luther," they say looking at each named sibling. The siblings are more on edge when their names are spoken by the mystery person, well their name is supposedly (Y/N).

While the siblings are staring in fear, Five is in rather awe, looking at the melanin deity that he used to call friend. Even though they were definitely more than just friends. Locs that used to be at their ears are reaching a little bit under their shoulders, they're way taller than before, and they've seemed to gain muscle well almost everywhere. When green eyes meet gray ones they narrow in anger and sadness-filled glare(mostly anger from (Y/N)). He goes to speak before (Y/N) beat him to it.

"Get. Out. Now," they speak with a firm tone, leaving no room to argue. Everyone seems to step back slightly from the tone of their voice as well as the guns which seem to loom over them.

(Just a warning for when I actually post the full thing, I haven't watched TUA in a hot minute so Five will be OOC so I apologize for further notice)

#fic preveiw #x reader #black reader #five x reader #five hargreeves x reader #tua x reader #gender neutral reader #enemies to... #black!reader #first fic #tua imagine #ravenist fic teaser #ravenist teaser

[superaskthebatimocsandfriends]

Spoilers under the cut for chapter 4 of Bendy and the Ink Machine 

Okay so please don’t kill me but I think Susie is the evil “Alice” and Allison is the Good “Alice”  and here is why I think that one the audio recording in the game of Susies we find in Chapter 2 in the band room remember how Sammy had told her that both Susie and Alice would both be famous probably even bigger then Bendy. Then both recordings in Chapter 3 the one where she goes to lunch with Joey and she said he called her “Alice” she says she liked it very much. Then the recording about how she (Susie) saw Sammy with Allison who in turn told her what was going on. In the recording, it was implied that she wasn’t happy with seeing Allison at all and when she says the line “There’s got to be a way to fix this”  then we have the Chapter 4 recording at the end where Susie mentions that you should never lie to an Angel. Also the fact that Bitch Alice seems to know who Henry is in a way I think Susie would have known him before Henry left. Allison wouldn’t have known Henry before that unless someone had mentioned him. But I think after what went down between Henry and Joey whatever it was in the past I don’t think Joey would permit the others name being spoken so Allison wouldn’t have known him at all. Also in the data files, it’s said “Allison Angel” which I think points to Allison Pendel being the good Alice and Not Susie.  Also the Line from Bitch Alice in Chapter 3 where she said “She made me do it” seems to imply that Susie-Alice is blaming Allison for forcing her to something like killing her or something.  

All this is just speculation on my part I could be wrong in all this but like I said this is just my two cents on the matter.

#ooc #Bendy and the Ink Machine chapter 4 spoilers #Susie Campbell #Allison Pendel #spoilers #mun speaks #mun thoughts

[ao3feed-ship-clintcoulson]

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #clintcoulson #phlint #bowtie

[breathedempathy-blog]

heads up that i play my allison argent a whole lot different because uh.... the teen wolf writers were a shitshow when it came to her characterization.

#they glossed over....so much that was important to her development.. my god. #i'm gonna release the details tomorrow cause i'm almost done writing them down. #teen wolf writers: breathes #me: back in ur cave gremlin #♡ * muse ( main ) ————— allison argent. #♡ * ooc posting / fumblr this is your bi speaking.