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mari-lair · 4 years

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Norray halloween week Day 1: Ghosts!

If curious, below are some random info about this Teacher/ghost AU

Ray got a gun and he can use it. The ghost gun isn’t able to touch, much less physically hurt anyone, but it replicate the sound of a real gun, which contributed a lot to how low priced his haunted house rent has become. It nearly gave Norman a heart attack the first time he heard it.

After being dead for a while, Ray learned how to turn visible and invisible at will and play around small objects such as paper, shoes and butcher knives. He can control up to 4 small objects at a time or something relativaly heavy like a chair if he really concentrate. The more he got the hang of controling and moving small objects the lower his house rent become, rarely getting aggressive but still able to physically hurt people. On All Hallows Eve he can posses people’s bodies and get out of the house he haunts, but he always ends up back to his empty ‘home’ when the night is over.

Ray is an incredibly fast learner. Just by observing the people that visits his house, he learned a decent amount of modern english and understand the basics of how tecnology is a thing now -he wished this advanced tecnology was invented when he was alive. It would make the of lack of food and nutrients less of a deadly nightmare in open sea.

As a pirate, Ray used to be the one in charge of doing most of the bloody work and take the night watch, protecting his captain’s back from both outside and inside forces. He was constantly alert, borderline paranoic. But as the years in death passed, he grew more calm, very patient. He usually don’t mind new people in his house, happy to learn more modern english and befriend the guests willing to tolerate him. If a new guest cross a line however, Ray will do his best to scare them away. Hurt them or kill them by manipulating knives if he sees fit.

It’s very rare for adults to see Ray as anything other than a nonsense they have no energy to deal with or a warning sign for their crumbling lives, so he usually hang around kids. The childish company mellows him with time.

Ray is from a time where death was common and getting hurt was inevitable so what people consider pretty serious is something Ray considers mild “Why are you being so dramatic about seeing some bone? Be grateful your hand is still attached to your wrist after you slaped your daughter. If it wasn’t for her wishes you wouldn’t have legs to run away.”

Norman is considered a genius and have countless prizes under his belt. He wanted to go to the moon when he was a kid but because of his weak health, he knew he would not be acepted in the space program. He decided teaching was the next best thing later on, accepted as a teacher in a prestigious school while still young. He enjoys and understand all subjects but love history the most, unable to deny it was hard and frustrating to teach a whole class of teens at times but still liking his job. Having one student that was genuinaly interested in his class was more than enough to make his day.

When Norman first started teaching, he felt more responsable than he had his whole life. It wasn’t a bad feeling per see, but it made him anxious so he called his little sister Cherry once a week to ask her questions about her teachers and make sure he was doing a good job.

Norman may not be the funniest of teacher but he’s still a favorite for his palpable cares for his students. He does not make the subject easier than is requested but he put a lot of effort into making people enjoy their world history, teaching with passion and seriously answering any questions, no matter how silly or joking it sounds. He’s understanding and try his best to help those with dificulty with the subject, always giving people second chances, having lost countless nights of sleep correcting re-writen essays after deadlines and turning his test questions into podcasts for students with adhd, aware the big historical excerpts are fundamental for answering the test but too hard to focus, specially with limited time.

The lambda crew are problem children. Norman went the extra mile to save Barbara and Zazie from failing classes even outside history and left Vincent startruck with his wide knowladge about not only world history but a ton of subjects he could be teaching too if he wasn’t overworking himself. Norman is both happy to inspire the squad to study hard and also very awkward by their blind admiration.

The teacher had a firm “ghost don’t exist” mentality, which is one of the reasons he brought the haunted house in the first place. He had chalked Ray up as an halucination from his sleep deprived brain, having the rotten luck of buying the house right after a bad guest owned. The ghost got more annoyed than usual from things as insignificant as Norman keeping the lights on for too long, putting music Ray doesn’t vibe with, or just acting unfairly cute, to more personal matters such as Norman studying about Ray and his family lives. They used to have a distant and bad relationship but once Ray noticed Norman had only admiration for history, being genuinaly kind when trying to talk instead of mocking his existence, Ray apologised. Norman was still wary at first but they quickly hit off, enjoying to learn what the other had to offer and matching in wits.

When Norman catch a fever or a bad cold Ray gets wary. He know, on some level, that medicine have evolved a lot, but he remenbers way too clearly how serious even the weakest of diseases could get if not imediatly treated. He always stick by Norman’s side when the teacher sneezes, not taking his eyes off him. Usually Norman keep working when he catch a cold, so Ray learned to float Norman’s grading papers out of his reach when coughing joined his sneezes. Floating a paper is enough to get Norman to take a break most of the time, but if the get stubborn Ray will stop playing nice. Just lower his voice to comander mode and order “Rest. Now. Or I’ll make your life a living hell.” and Norman does what he’s told, it’s very unconfortable to have a gun in the face and he does feel very tired.

When Norman is seriously sick, not just coughing but stuck to his bed. Ray freak out and fear for his life. When it reached this level, most of his crewmates died or had to be thrown in the sea to not infect other. Yes Ray know it’s not as bad anymore, but even when he observed guests, they rarely got sick, and when it got bad they where taken to a doctor. Norman lives alone so he got no one to feed him and bring him blankets or take him to the doctor if he lies for hours in bed. Ray was all the help he would get and he is fucking dead, he can’t measure his temperature or take care of him properly. Ray does tries his best though. He concentrated a lot to float heavy blankets and pillows towards Norman. Imediatly fetching any pills asked of him and doing his best to make him tea. It isn’t tasty, but Norman still appreciates his care.

Ray is the first to fall in love, he think “If only I could kiss this fool and hug him, I would do it on the daily. I wish he was alive back then... He would love meeting Emma...” at least once a week but a big part of him is just “Forget scurvy! Norman would die of cold or malnutricion before he reached 10. Thank god the helpless bastard took his sweet time to be born.”

Ray cannot touch any eletronics, he can’t even come close without phones, computers, and tvs turning to statics, so Norman buys an illustrated book about the Red Mane Pirates for Ray to see his crew again. He know is not perfect but is the best he can offer whenever Ray expresses missing his family.

They read together. Norman occasionally teaching a new word to his ghost and Ray correcting any historical inacuracy. It’s fun.

Norman finds an illustration of an alive Ray sleeping in the mast waaay too beautiful. Ray snort at the romantized draw, disolving into laughter by how Norman failed to hide his blush.

It became a habit to read history books together and tease each other. More often then not, it lead to a history class and way to much sass on both ends.

“Wait, so there really was a world war? I heard about it from old guests but I thought they were exagerating when they called world war! And what do you mean 2? There was a second one??”

“How did miss the second one? It was HUGE, quite horribl-”

“You were not even alive when it happened.”

“Tecnically, you weren’t either Ray-”

Ray is a bit scared of how attached he got to Norman, knowing eventually the man would die. He hopes it will take a long time, and that once he had a painless death, he will become a ghost too, but he doesn’t really believe Norman will ever turn into a ghost. Ray knows not everyone that dies became a ghost. Since someone as compassionable as Emma -even if she was forced to have blood and dirty choises on her hand to survive the merciless seas- was not cursed to became a ghost, he was confident someone as kind as Norman would dissapear from Ray’s afterlife once he died too.

More of this AU here

And since you reached the end of this text wall. You can have this bonus Norman being awkward/excited about their growing friendship.

#norray #the promised neverland #tpn norman #tpn ray #norray week #norrayweek #i still can't draw adult BUT THERE WAS AN ATTEMPT #i don't know much about history so guyhiluojikço #NORMAN SLEEPING POSE WAS SO HARD TO DRAW HOLY SHI-#but i love this au #yiouhoji freaking ship week anxiety tho

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athena-write · 3 years

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Norray week day 3..

It starts out innocent enough. Emma suggests they go to a haunted house for halloween to get in the mood, which he agrees because why not. He could never say no to her anyways, being his best friend since five (and a matchmaker but that was more of Emma being Emma)

So they go, him dressed in a white suit with scarlet fake wounds painting his suit. Emma goes as a werewolf which, fine, she can't look like any monster, she's just too pure.

Ray dresses of course, as a vampire. Vampires were supposed to have unearthly beauty, which Ray just pulls off amazingly, as handsome as he is. It makes Norman almost flush, seeing him in that black and red cape, raven hair contrasting his pale features. It makes Norman want to kiss him. He resists through.

♤

Emma has a sudden problem with Gilda to take care of, but they're already in line, so she makes them go alone. Norman thinks that there's definitely something suspicious about that, but oh well, he might as well enjoy the alone time.

He and Ray finally go in, both wearing unimpressed looks, far too old to be scared by such things as haunted houses. The first attractions are childish really, he and Ray almost smile at how cheap the costumes look.

Ten minutes later, though the atmosphere starts getting colder. It may be the work of an air conditioner, the smart part of his brain supplies. He might be a tad more scared, but he's still sane.

Fifteen minutes later the bones look far too real. He takes Ray's hand in his, it's warm, unlike a vampire's would be. Ray would usually just refuse, not being one for public affection, but it seemed the house was affecting him too.

Twenty minutes later and Norman is gripping Ray's hand tightly, just as the latter was doing with his. They're ready to jump at every goddamn noise, the house really had overdone it that year.

Finally they see the end of it, and they're almost, almost there.

Emma jumps behind them shouting a boo.

Norman and Ray, both seventeen years old, renowned geniuses, scream so loud that probably their entire city, no country, had heard, hugging each other tightly in the process.

"Scared ya," is all Emma can say before Ray chases her down the hunted house's walls, while Norman clutches his heart.

#emma is a troll change my mind #norray week going strong boi.#norray #norray week #norman x ray #ray x norman #tpn ray #tpn norman #the promised neverland #yakusoku no nebārando

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spaceoceania · 4 years

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Norray Week

Day 1: [Origins] / AU

Since day one is origins I thought there was nothing better but for me to share how I fell in love with Norray! So here you go :3 Also Tumblr hates me so i think this is barely poping up in the norrayweek tag rippp

[Spoiler warning for anime onlys where you see any text in red!]

It was this scene :

And yeah! Surprisingly enough, it was the anime version! When I first read this in the manga (which was right after finishing episode 11 so you bet I was a crying mess) I was just thinking about how blind I was about them and their friendship and how much i missed norman too but that's besides the point. So when episode 12 aired a week later I was already pretty ahead in the manga so watching that scene again, now animated, was a whole new experience that made me go "wow, I love them."

[SPOILERS BELOW FOR CHAPTER 65 & 93]

And then seeing scenes like these ⬇

MADE ME S O F T as well as they made me love ray so much more because omg he's is so strong and deserves all the freaking love in the world and it also made me realize how much Ray really did and does love and care for Norman (and emma too ofc) so yeah that was more fuel to the fire that made me start shipping them :')

[END SPOILERS]

And despite the anime version of their talk being what blossomed my love for Norray, the manga version of it will forever be 🙌🙏🙌 because it showed us Ray's inner dialogue after his talk with "ghost" Norman

LIKE NORMAN GAVE RAY HOPE

HE GAVE RAY A CHANCE AT LIVING AGAIN

Like tell me this isn't love

[SPOILERS BELOW! This is from like everything up to chapter 162! So omg if you're an anime only please don't read it]

Then seeing them reunite again and seeing Ray crying for the second time in the whole manga because of Norman and then that whole happy chapter where they were just hanging out with each other that ended with all three of them falling asleep with Norman in the middle?? Like?? AUAISBDSHIANSSHDVS- THAT MAKES ME SO INCREDIBLY SOFT😭💖 And then they got married remember!😂 (click here to see what i mean xD) and now they're back together :') and we got Ray smacking Norman in the head in like chapter 162!😂 So yeah it's just all those little scenes that really hit me and make me go "wow, they love each other" which makes me love them even more cause omg they're so good for each other. They balance each other out is the best way possible and they see each other as equals and ahsauoaagnshs :')

[END OF SPOILERS]

Then the cherry on top was this ot3 fanfic that i found on ao3 back in summer which just made everything come together. I basically fell in the rabbit hole and read everything I could find in the Norray tag after that😂 And here I am :'3

So in conclusion, it was the anime version of their talk near the cliff that made me fall in love with them :') Like the animation and the voice acting were ✨👌😭

That scene was like the seed to this beautiful flower that blossomed my love for Norray🙏✨

Everything else that took care of said flower is what kept it alive :3

Also known as:

My tears :') - which would be the water cause plants need water. And oof norray can make me really sappy at times, okay? So you bet they have gotten a lot of my tears during these past months! And some of guys can write and draw really well and... I'm kinda a really emotional person😅

All those norray moments that make me feel soft and warm - that would be sunlight! Cause uhh yeah flowers need sun too xD and norray has made me super soft and warm way too many times to count

The norray community - which, uhh, would be carbon dioxide..?? (Idk it made more sense in my head okay xD) That's because you guys are amazing and provide all of us such wonderful content that is so lovely and meaningful <3 <3

Anyways my point is that it's thanks all of that ^ that the flower (aka my love for norray😂) was able to blossom💖

Thank you to everyone who read all of this and I hope we can all enjoy this week! I can't wait to read and see everything you guys created :D I promise that even if I'm late I'll give you all a comment <3

Happy Norrayweek!💙

#norray #norrayweek #norrayweek2020 #so yeah hi guys #tumblr really hates me so this didnt pop up in the norrayweek tag when i posted it on day one😪#so i has to copy all of this and post it again to see if it would appear now #and hopefully it did??#i honestly really just wanted to get this post out there cause the origins post was kinda my idea #and i really did want to share this with you guys :)#so hopefully it posted!#and if it didnt i'll keep trying later😪#and oof if anyone saw the mess i was earlier im sorry you had to witness that😂😂#and this post is also lowkey confusing so sorry about that xD #anyways on a happier note norrayweek has been great! :D #i've been acting like such a dumbass with my comments so sorry about that😂 but just know that they're genuine💖#the origins prompt**#damn i cant write😂

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shot-tothestars · 4 years

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Because it's just so sad that no one can get to buy a plushie in this group chat I present to you... my black cat plushie, PattonCake!!!

(Yeah his name is PattonCake, you'll get it if you watch Sanders Sides😂😂)

This is PattonCake!! I adopted him for like 23, 69 dollars and wasted all my money for the week :') (still don't regret it) He' s really soft and I cuddle with him every time I feel down or when I'm reading angsty fanfiction :'))

This is PattonCake from behind!! He has a cute little tail that is as soft as the rest of his cuddly body🥰🥰 (omgds that sounds weird😂😂)

And he likes reading fanfiction too!!! We usually read fanfiction at like 2:00 am but guess today he wants to sleep a bit more😂😂😂 (totally not me, I'm not sleepy... Not at all!!!) (someone pls help😂😂)

PattonCake, what are you going to read today?? PattonCake??

Nooo, PattonCake you already know we can't... Ughhh okay if you insist...

And this is what's been tormenting us this last months... we can't enter into the ao3 fanfics anymore from my Nintendo and that's really sad... We still have fanfiction.net though😢

(okay that was really weird and I'm a bit nervous cause the photos shows a bit of my room but... Guess I'm risky like this😂😂😂)(also he's the only plushie I've been able to buy, other ones are from when I was a baby😂😂) (ohh and the fanfic that was in the Nintendo screen was "Falling from your voice" from Piper_Emerald... If you like Norray you should read it!!)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21012092/chapters/49972205

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endlesstarrysky · 4 years

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 約束のネバーランド | Yakusoku no Neverland | The Promised Neverland (Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Norman/Ray (The Promised Neverland), Norman & Ray (The Promised Neverland), Norman & James Ratri Characters: Norman (The Promised Neverland), Ray (The Promised Neverland), James Ratri Additional Tags: fairytale, Fluff and Angst, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Magic, Royalty, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, norray week 2020, Norray Week - Day Five Series: Part 5 of Norray Week 2020 Summary:

Day Five: Fairytale

In which young prince meets a very special boy.

#the promised neverland #yakusoku no neverland #tpn #ynn #tpn norman #tpn ray #tpn norray #norrayweek2020 #oreo milkshake #tpn fic

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amaikana · 4 years

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Hi, Guys! Happy Holiday! How’s your weekend so far?? Friendly reminder that you can do yourself some favor and check out the many awesome NorRay week contents in this twitter acc :D Be sure to show support & appreciation to the content creators too if you can (^-^)

#norrayweek2020 #norray #the promised neverland #yakusoku no neverland

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norrayweek · 4 years

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Hello, sorry for the inconvenience, but I have a question. I was planning to publish a fanfic for the NorRay week involving an overly bitter Ray with complicated relationships with practically everyone in the story, and I am worried that it could be too meanspirited or depressing. Thus, I fear it could bring the mood of this event down. So, is it okay if I publish it? Or would you prefer verifying its content beforehand (it is teen rated btw)? Thanks for your attention.

I don’t think it will be a problem, as long as you have a warning that it contains content that some readers might find sensitive

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athena-write · 4 years

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Another victim, another death. Such thing is normal to him by now, Ray sadly thinks. Blood, as red as wine, staining norman's hand, contrasting his snow-like hair, pristine smile. It was awful, how his baby blue eyes became slightly darker when murdering someone, how his smile became ever so stained, day by day when meeting Emma. All for him.

Why was Norman doing this? Did he not know the consequences of his actions? He would surely go to jail, and that was the best possible outcome. The people who Norman had begun killing weren't normal people, oh how much he wished they were.

No, they were murderers, assassins, high government officials, all those high ranking people, getting killed on Norman's killing spree.

"Why are you doing this?" Ray asks yet again.

Yet again he gets no answer. It's infuriating, how Norman purposefully chose to ignore that one special question that Ray asked one thing. One thing he'd never know.

"Why have you yet to leave?"

"Because I love you. I don't want you to suffer for me." All the words he couldn't say.

Norman asks in return, a soft smile marring his cold blooded features. How many people had forgotten that smile? Ray asked himself. Probably most of them, he knew that much. It was painful, seeing a glimpse into the past, kind Norman and not an image of the cold facade he was so stubborn on using.

Why was the world so unfair? Ray wondered. People, kind people like Norman and Emma and everyone he knew suffered, while others didn't care for the burnt plagues they left to the world.

"Norman answer me why" Ray insists, even if it hurts to do so.

Norman only smiles that no good smile in return, as if could explain all of his questions. It didn't, of course.

"Norman, answer me." Ray almost shouts "Please" he doesn't intend for his voice to crack, yet it seems to thankfully affect Norman to some ext-

Wait why, why was Norman so pale? No he wasn't that pale even when sick. Something was wrong. Something was utterly wrong.

Norman turns his body fully to him then, no longer facing the dead body. He sees the wound. He sees blood too.

"Norman, Norman call an ambulance fast"

"It's too late Ray, I was careless forgive me."

"Why did you do this? Why Norman? You could have lived. Why would you do something so stupid for someone like me?"

"Because I l-" Norman drops then, no longer having the strength to speak, no longer having a heartbeat.

FOR norray week day 1

#oreo milkshake #norray #norrayweek #norray week #norman tpn #norman #ray tpn #tpn ray #ray #yakusoku no nebārando #yakusoku no neverland #the promised neverland

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modern-oedipus · 4 years

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I miss Tumblr.

Maybe I’ve taken enough of hiatus because I miss Tumblr and seeing my mutuals’ posts. Mari also made me excited over the Norray Week. I wasn’t going to participate in it but I just kinda got the hype when I looked at her WIPs, and now I have something on my mind too! Besides, no social media for too long began to felt really boring, so there is no point overdoing it. Haven’t updated the app on my phone yet, but I’m back. <3

I will still make an effort to spend less time on the app- and more importantly, QUALITY TIME. But let’s just say I’m back now! -Nila

#nila stuff #update #norrayweek

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piperemerald · 4 years

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In The Next Mile

Norray Week Day One: AU

Read the full fic on ao3

Summary: Over the years, Norman has learned he likes people better when they are not breathing.

When he picks up a boy around his age walking aimlessly in the desert, he doesn't think much of the easy prey. That's before he recognizes Ray—his close friend from back before he was taken away from the orphanage. Seeing him again stirs up something Norman isn't sure he knows how to face.

But that doesn't matter, he'll kill him in the next mile.

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Norman is not a good person.

The first one to tell him that was the man who took him from the orphanage he’d spent the first ten years of his life in. He thinks he was happy back then, when he had nothing. It was when he was promised to be given everything that the darkness crept in.

Norman is ungrateful. That was what Peter would say back when Peter was still breathing and not scattered serval feet under the land his family had owned for generations. Norman likes Peter a lot better when he isn’t breathing, and for all of Peter’s faults he had taught Norman one valuable thing.

Norman likes most people better when they are not breathing.

After the funeral and disposing of the relatives that used to pull at his hair and tell him to just be a good boy, Norman found himself in possession of the entire Ratri fortune. He hadn’t known what to do with the money or the land, so he resolved not to stay home much. He was rich enough to never worry about getting a job, so back then he decide to spend the rest of his life traveling the country in the car that he had bought under his own name.

Now he keeps moving. It’s better that way. It’s easier for no one to recognize the trail of bodies.

Over the years, picking the right victims has become an art. He’s careful about making sure they won’t leave behind someone to come looking for their killer. They’re usually young (like Peter was before Norman had had enough), most of them don’t have real homes (like Norman had been before he was taken from that orphanage), all of them are fools (like Norman never would be again).

Only stupid kids would be desperate to get into the car of a stranger. No matter how approachable and safe Norman has made sure he looks, the trust his victims exude is what takes their lives. He’s just performing the action.

When he slows his car to a walking pace along side the boy with black hair draped over his face and a beat up backpack on his shoulders, Norman puts on his warmest smile. He rolls down the window and furrows his eyebrows in a fake expression of concern.

“Are you alright?” He asks the boy.

They’re in the middle of nowhere. The desert sun is hotter than Norman likes. This kid has probably been walking for hours. The nearest town is in three miles. It’s almost too easy.

“Yes,” the boy’s eyes are as dark as his hair. He smiles back. He looks tired.

“Do you need a ride?” Norman asks the question like he hasn’t countless times before. “I’m headed west for the next few miles.”

“Are you sure?” The boy asks back, he sounds embarrassed.

Norman stops the car.

“Yeah, get in,” he says.

The boy opens the door. He looks relieved now, like he’s been praying that someone will come along to help him. The naivety is sweet.

“Thank you so much,” the boy says.

“It’s no problem,” Norman keeps smiling.

“I usually don’t do this,” the boy promises. “I just—”

He winces. Runaway maybe? Definitely down on his luck. He doesn’t seem much younger than Norman. Poor kid.

“I didn’t really plan on being out here,” he admits. “It just sort of happened.”

“I’ve been there before,” Norman chuckles. “Do you want some water?”

“Nah.” The boy holds up an almost empty plastic water bottle.

“So you’re a bit prepared then,” Norman muses.

“A bit,” the boy shrugged. He leans back on the passenger seat.

Norman takes a second to inspect that face through the corner of his eye. It doesn’t really matter what his victims look like, he’s not very picky. He wonders if the desperation will make this one cry when Norman’s hands are around his throat. He wonders if he’ll think about all the little mistakes that landed himself in a stranger’s car. He wonders what led him to be walking along the desert.

The boy brushes the choppy bangs out of his face. They don’t stay out of the way, falling back over one of his eyes—eyes that drift to the side to catch Norman watching him. It’s the eye contact that shakes him (Norman hasn’t been shaken since he was fifteen and begging for the pain to stop).

“Ray?”

“Oh my god,” the boy that Norman hadn’t seen since he was ten years old starts laughing. “Norman? Is that seriously you?”

Ray. One of the only two friends he’s ever had. A piece of the family Norman was pulled away from. Ray. The little boy who he used to read with. The one who’d tease him and make sure he was resting enough when he caught yet another cold. Ray. Someone he’d made himself promise he’d stop thinking about when he was lying alone on a cold cement floor. Ray. The little bit of vulnerability he’d told himself he wasn’t allowed he keep.

Ray is here. Ray is in his car. Ray is laughing at him.

Ray is going to die.

“I can’t believe this,” Norman isn’t lying.

“I thought I was never going to see you again,” Ray is shaking his head in bewilderment.

“You still remember me,” Norman utters. “After all this time?”

“Of course,” Ray smiles. It reaches his eyes. He looks so happy, so perfect, so easy to break.

Norman feels something in his chest stir (something he isn’t allowed to feel anymore). Suddenly the car is too warm. Ray’s eyes are too soft. His smile is too sweet.

“I missed you,” Norman does not mean to say.

“I missed you too,” Ray tells him.

“What are you even doing here?” Norman asks.

How did the smartest kid he’d ever met end up walking along the side of a desert road? How did Ray become such easy prey?

“That’s a long story,” Ray laughs again. It fills the whole space. Norman can’t handle it. He can’t handle looking at this boy (who’s only become more handsome in the past eleven years of being out of Norman’s life).

“I think we have time,” Norman says back.

They had three miles. In two more Ray would be dead. In one more Norman would need his mind to be clear again.

“I don’t even know,” Ray sighs. “I just—I needed to do something.”

“So you started walking?” Norman asks.

“I thought it would be an interesting experience,” Ray shrugs. “Walking the continent with barely any money and no other plan.”

“I thought you were smart,” Norman teases. “What happened to that?”

“No idea,” Ray flashes him another smile. His eyes are bright (Norman hasn’t felt bright in a long time).

He’ll kill him in the next mile.

#norray #norrayweek #norrayweek2020 #tpn norray #norman x ray #murderer au

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spaceoceania · 4 years

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🎊🎉I FREAKING DID IT🎉🎊

I commented 👏on👏 every👏 single 👏norray 👏fanart👏and👏fanfic👏submitted👏for👏norrayweek2020👏on👏Tumblr👏and👏ao3👏

Like??? How the hell did my dumbass even do that??😂😂 Ahhh I'm in so much awe with myself. I mean good job Amy you succeeded in accomplishing your goal, made a lot of people happy, and voiced your genuine reaction and appreciation to all the creators!! :'D 👏👏💖💖 But on the other hand, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU AMY AGAIAHAH😂😂 Like, if you just go through the tag, you can just see me in every comment section (is that even what you call it here on tumblr?? Or is it reply section??) And it's highkey creepy😂 LIKE AMY YOU DIDNT HAVE TO DO ALL THAT SHIT AGSISHSUJA- but then again it's oddly satisfying too?? Fryrutgj 🙏✨🎉 UwU

The best part is that I did it all within the actual norray week! When I was double checking I got everyone, i spent most of my time laughing at how dumb I sounded xD I didn't have to comment on as much stuff as i thought I would! 😂🙏 As in for ao3, I don't even know how I did that- cause I left some long ass comments in some works... Like jeez Amy just shut up🤦😂 Looking back at it now and I'm just like... So shook about it😂💖

So yeah guys! :D Quote me on the fact that I actually commented on everything for norrayweek!👏🎉🎉💖 But I'm pretty sure i missed something cause tumblr really hates us and wouldn't show some stuff on the tag😒😒 So yeah tell me if I missed something cause I apparently never get tired of screaming about fanart 💖😅🤦 Rip Twitter and Instagram though- there was some pretty amazing stuff on both platforms! Like, I dont even know how norrayweek was happening on Instagram!! :0 I saw a post about it on my explore page I was shook! So bless everyone who spread the news🙌🙏 And just bless everyone who participated💖 Hopefully next time I'll be able to share my love with the people on Instagram and Twitter!! <3

I can't wait for the next norray week!💖 UwU Next time I'll try to not be super ambitious😂 And I'll make sure to NOT LEAVE FUCKING ESSAYS ON THE COMMENT SECTIONS AGSISHWHSJ😭🤦😂😂 (don't quote on that tho... I always underestimate how excited my dumbass can get😪)

So yeah anyways I just want to thank everyone who organized and participated in this!!💖✨ I would tag those people but... I don't wanna bother them😅 So yeah! You all know who you are :') Actually, if you're reading this, then you're probably one of them! Actually no nevermind, it's all of us!💖 (so everyone reading this😂) It's thanks to everyone who has ever made content and everyone who like/reblog/commented on said content! And also to everyone who just supported and voted from afar! :3 Thank you guys so much <3 Norrayweek was such a nice way to start 2020 ^^

And like?? I'm still so amazed by how talented yall are?? Like?? FREAKING BRAVO TO YOU ALL👏👏✨✨ 🎉🎉🎊🎊 Trust me, if I could give every single one of you guys showers of love, I so would!! Like we got all types of content is amazing!! :DD Not only did we get some LOVELY fanfics, we also got some AMAZING fanart!!👏👏🙌🙌✨✨💖💖 AND WE GOT A COSPLAY PHOTO AND AN AMV AGAUQJAH👏👏🎉🎉🎉✨✨💖💖💖

Anyways here are some random facts about me and norrayweek😂:

I can clearly remember the first and last fanart submission here on tumblr! :D🙌💖 (first by our lovely @/sweetylittlebirdie 💕and last by our queen @/mika-hime✨)

I can't remember that ⬆ for fanfics on ao3 but the first and last fics I left a comment on were both to the same author! And that was for @/piperemerald <3

I reblogged a total of 3 posts relating to norryaweek! One which was an art made by our goddess @/justanotherbnhalover because her art kills me like that xD the other one was the amv I keep talking about which was made by our girl @/mika-hime because it was just so beautiful! And the last one was a mini fic by @/vidaflxwer cause omg I c r i e d- so yeah X3 I had a quite a lot of stuff to say about all those three things and the idea of leaving multiple comments never crossed my mind at first. So I ended up gushing about it on the tags😂💖

The hardest part of norrayweek was easily making my orgins post cause i kept going back and editing it and then the little shit didnt even show up in the tags😂

There were two fanarts that I didnt leave a comment on at first cause I personally gushed to the creator about it through the chat box. But when I was going through the tag again I found those two arts and gave the creators a comment😂💖

This is the second ship-week I have officially participated on! :D

But this is the first time time I actually make it all the way through the ship-week!! 😅

I was never able to memorized the prompts and what day they were attached to xD So I had to look at the screenshot of the prompts quite a lot of times.

So yeah! :D Everything for Norrayweek2020 should have a comment from me except for those three posts that I reblog and everything posted on ao3 cause i just left the comment on ao3! :3 So if you see something that doesn't have me screaming in the notes, tell me so I can go gush about!! X3

Thank you all so much and thank you to whoever read all of that xD <3

#okay time to go set myself on fire-#jk jk😂#my next goal is reading everything posted on ao3 and oooooooabsisja #imma take my time with that one😅#but aaaaa i did it guys!#norrayweek ended like 3 weeks ago but i did it!!#norray #norrayweek #norrayweek2020 #okay now i'll shut up about norray😂#i mean i'll try to okay #also fun fact #i fell asleep before posting this last night so here i am posting it at 4 am xD

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Norray Week Day 2: Coffee

AN: Chapter 1 was for Day 1 (AU) and chapter 2 is for today

Summary: Three miles later and they’re both still breathing.

Norman doesn’t usually spend more than a night in one town. He rarely sets foot in one of the falling apart diners, and never before has he ordered breakfast for two. So, as he sits across from Ray with two cups of crappy black coffee on the table between then, it’s hard not to feel a bit out of place.

Norman has never likes coffee. He didn’t like the way Peter would drink his, with no sugar or cream (nothing exciting whatsoever in his cup). He didn’t like the headaches caffeine addictions used to give him when he went without a morning cup. He didn’t like the cheerful baristas who could easily size up the pricey suit and amount of bills Norman could afford to drop in their tip jars.

But Norman hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before, so he takes a sip of the bitter dark liquid as he waits for the man sitting across from him to say something.

The coffee taste bad. Three cups of cream and four packets of sugar later, it still taste bad. He drinks it anyway.

“You’re like a kid, you know?” Ray finally informs him. He drinks his coffee black, figures.

“Is that supposed to be an insult?” Norman asks back. He lets himself smirk. He watches Ray roll his eyes.

They pick out breakfast. Norman is paying, Ray wasn’t lying when he said he had no money. Apparently whatever is in the wallets of his victims could usually hold him over to the next kill. Norman doesn’t remember what it felt like to be poor. He doesn’t remember feeling hungry for something other than blood (or the sounds he’d made Ray make the night before).

“You still like sweet things, then?” Ray muses when the waitress gives Norman his waffle. It’s topped with whipped cream and candied strawberries (they’re as red as Ray’s lips were after Norman bit him).

“You remember a lot about me,” Norman hums.

“I have a good memory,” Ray shrugs. “And you were always interesting.”

He’s not the first to call Norman that.

“Even more so now,” Ray adds.

They haven’t talked about the lives they’ve chosen to live, not since Norman kissed him in the back of the car. Norman knows Ray has questions. He does too. It’s natural. They’re both good at what they’ve been doing. He has the urge to compare techniques.

“So,” Norman leans back in the diner booth. He can feel the cheap plastic sticking to the back of his shirt. He’ll probably throw it out after today. He could use a new wardrobe for the next town. “What are your plans?”

It’s the closest he thinks he’ll be able to get to an attempt to keep Ray here. It’s not a safe idea, but Norman isn’t sure he’s ready to let go yet. It’s bad, he knows that. Norman’s life doesn’t have room for attachments (but he hadn’t thought he’d have room for what he found in Ray either).

Ray just laughs.

#norray #norrayweek #norrayweek2020 #norrayweek day 2 #coffee #norman x ray

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