#but people seem to care more about being investigators and saying he looks bad and therefore is unhappy which of course means

[x-liv25-jamieswife]

A head cannon where Grayson gets kidnapped

of course! i'll do it in a similar format as my 'if *insert name* died' posts because i think it makes more sense. wrote this late at night so may be shitty. hope you like them <3.

avery

she'd be one of the people in charge of finding him. she'd be running around looking for clues. she'd think a missing toothbrush was a clue bc she'd be so desperate.

she'd try to keep xander sane because he'd be freaking out in the corner. she'd be patting his head telling him his brother wasn't being forced into selling his suits (his pride and joy) (yes, xander thinks this would happen)

she'd be so anxious she's start biting her nails until they bleed. at the end of the day, she'd end up with bandages around her hands bc of it.

she'd be really impatient with everybody. if they didn't work fast enough for her taste, she's start screaming at them to go faster.

jameson

he'd be sad but find it hilarious at the same time bc big old grayson who never makes mistakes got kidnapped

he'd think of it as a game to distract himself from the fact that his brother might be dead in a ditch.

he'd secretly be crying with xander in the corner (he wouldn't let anyone know though)

when they find the guy who kidnapped grayson, he gives him a good beating before they take him to jail. he beats him up so bad, he almost ends up have to pay a fine.

xander

like i said, he'd be crying in the corner thinking of the worst case scenario. he'd be imagining grayson being hung by his balls and would start crying even more.

he'd start saying the craziest shit. the others would try to find clues as to where he is, and xander would just be like what if they're shaving his beautiful hair off to create a rug.

he'd be organizing his funeral before even finding grayson. he'd be crying asking everyone what flowers they think grayson would like best at his funeral.

when they finally find grayson, he'd act like he didn't go through the 5 stages of grief. he'd pretend to be the one who was least affected by all of it.

nash

he'd be the first one in the car heading off to look for him. he wouldn't give a damn about clues.

he'd have to lock himself in a room to have a mini panic attack cause he doesn't want to let anyone see

he'd be taking care of everyone. xander would be hyperventilating in the corner and he'd go sit next to him telling him to breathe with him. gigi would end up fainting and he'd end up splashing water on her etc.

when they finally find grayson, he'd wrestle his ass cause we know damn well grayson got himself kidnapped in someone else's pace.

alisa

she'd be the one who's most sane. she would tell everyone to calm down and look at the situation from another angle or smth like that

she'd be the one doing all the important calls and sending the emails.

at the same time, she'd be really worried so she's be rushing the police and investigators to go quicker.

she'd also be making sure everyone ate and drank water to make sure no one ended up fainting or smth (gigi still ended up fainting though)

libby

she'd bake cupcakes for everyone to cheer them up.

she'd be holding avery or nash in her arms trying to get them to calm down (nash might not seem like he's freaking out, but he is)

alisa would be so rough with the police officers and investigators that libby would rush in apologizing for alisa's behavior.

max

she's trying to comfort xander but is failing miserably at it because he's wailing like a 2 year old.

she'd be having a midlife crisis wondering how the hell they even got into this situation

she'd actually swear (not her fake swear words) and people would all turn around to look at her simultaneously as if she'd just announced she was pregnant with the rock's baby

gigi

like i said, she would most definitely faint. she's get so nervous, she'd start having a panic attack, and then she'd faint.

she'd basically be like xander. she'd come up with the worse case scenarios in her head, but those worst case scenarios actually ended up being quite funny (like grayson being forced to walk around looking like elmo)

she'd be relying on coffee to keep her alive. by the end of the day, she'd have had like 20 cups of coffee.

when they finally found grayson, she'd punish him by buying him a box full of cats.

savannah

she'd pretend like the whole situation wasn't affecting her but it was.

she'd be panicking, cursing grayson out because gigi passed out (she won't admit it but she felt bad cursing him out bc she loves him)

she'd be looking at the others thinking about how crazy they are. she'd be texting her mom exasperated asking her how she even got into this situation

when they finally find grayson, she smacks his head and then gives him a very quick mini kiss on the cheek bc she's relieved to see him

that's all! hope you like them. i have a ton of other head canons requests i have to work on, so these next hcs posts may be a bit rushed. i apologize if they're not as good.

#the inheritance games #jameson hawthorne #grayson hawthorne #avery grambs #nash hawthorne #xander hawthorne #libby grambs #alisa ortega #savannah grayson #gigi grayson

[evansbby]

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#after 1737272 years i go on the chris evans tag to see if i can find what they talked about in that Islamophobia and antisemitism asp chat #obviously i find nothing on that #but people seem to care more about being investigators and saying he looks bad and therefore is unhappy which of course means #that his marriage isn’t real (delusions) #LIKEEE do yall hear yourselves #here’s the thing… PEOPLE AGE. #he looks his age #he’s also skinny now and it shows on his face #and he wears his glasses now #so okay he doesn’t look like the beefy hunk he used to be but why does that mean he’s unhappy??!? #yall are weird fr #personally I think he’s relaxed enough in his marriage to just kinda let go #in the sense that he hasn’t got any movies to film he hasn’t got any premieres #it’s not like he’s trying to attract any women since he already has one now #yall think you’re detectives out here all ‘oh he looks unhappy wah wah wah’ #it’s so weird that THAT is what yall focus on #and you always bring it back to his wife and how it’s all her fault and his marriage is fake and blah blah blah pr this and pr that #like it’s fr WEIRD #yall are embarrassing yourselves this is JOBLESS BEHAVIOURRRR #it’s giving the same energy as the woman who wrote the letter #TELL ME WHAT IS SO UNBELIEVABLE ABOUT WHITE MODDLE AGE MAN MARRYING YOUNG 20 SOMETHING GIRL #why do you put him on some high pedestal that ‘oh nooo our chris would NEVER do this!1! he’d never marry someone like that!1!1!1’ #well guess what he did and it’s entirely believable #and it’s weird of yall to bring his looks into it and launch your weird investigations #he looks fine #why should he have to maintain the beefy Captain America look forever just to prove to yall he’s happy?!?! #SO FUCKING WEIRD YALL ARE WEIRD

[jokin-around]

I made a Twitter thread about this, but I've been reading early issues of Batman lately and something I've noticed is how differently the contrast between Batman and "Bruce Wayne" is depicted

obviously, in many things today, "Bruce" (ESPECIALLY in fandom) is often depicted as a happy-go-lucky himbo in order to draw contrast with a grim and "tortured" batman

so how does this hold up when you look at older depictions? the answer: it doesn't. in fact it was almost the opposite.

way back in the very first issues of the official Batman title, Bruce Wayne, no matter WHAT he's doing, isn't the one who laughs and smiles, Batman is.

and these are comics that were published BEFORE the comics code authority caused a dramatic shift in tone

Bruce Wayne (or least the cardboard cutout refered to as Bruce Wayne) isn't nessecarily described as grim, but he isn't a very happy person either, he's still a rich airhead, but not so much a "himbo" or even a dedicated businessman, he's depicted as a BORED, uninterested, aristocrat:

this Bruce seems to spend of his time smoking a pipe at home or mingling with other upperclass individuals, that in-between we tend to see MUCH more often in modern comics doesn't seem to exist yet (in part because the batcave Is non-existent which I suspect has given him a bit more privacy as a character)

MEANWHILE Batman, who's investigates murders every other night almost seems to be having the time of his life:

the early comics seem to routinely depict the burgoise as cold, snobbish & bored, in contrast to batman who seems particularly expressive and joyful, for all we know Batman may partially exist as some millionaires weird passtime, but of course Bruce Wayne (the real guy, not the facade) is written as someone who genuinely seems to care due to his own past experiences:

but , with all of that layed out, one can conclude that when ppl say Batman is the "true persona" ect. originally, it wasn't (just) because of his coping or whatever it was because when he wasn't Batman he was forced to live life as a cold, "useless" millionaire:

"what if a rich a guy gave a fuck?" is still very much the base concept here, but what's surprising is how much BITE there is to it

the concept wasn't being proposed because it's like… a plausible thing to happen or attainable on a personal level, but because the rich reliably and consitently do not care

the rich ppl in this book, "Bruce Wayne" included, are not written to be envied as people. they're written to be insufferable. ppl with endless resources who are still somehow unsatisfied with life and choose to do nothing useful or direct with the amount wealth they've accumulated

but ofc it shouldn't be ALL THAT surprising, Batman debuted in Detective Comics in 1939…. ONE year after the great depression, Bob and Bill had more than a good reason to feel a bit bitter

but rolling back to the point of this analysis, whenever I say "let batman be happy" I mean "let Batman enjoy his job" despite the pain, despite the death, despite the murder, despite the hypocritical nature of it all and how problematic it may be because it's a life he also chooses, not just out of compulsion, but because it's hands on, direct & purposeful. it gives him something to do & it gives him a chance to punch a problem in the face (which may be good or bad depending on what that problem is, but still)

that kind of depiction is what set up the groundwork for nearly every deconstruction that's come since but it's so buried in time at this point that lines from characters claiming bruce "loves being batman" seem to ring completely hollow

tbh, I think the old way of depicting Batman can be ( and as been in some media) woven into the way he's depicted today, in the past Batman was an outlet for every emotion Bruce Wayne had to hide elsewhere, a symbol of empathy, fury and passion, for modern Batman, I imagine those three things still hold true, layered on top of an alter ego that allows a modern Bruce Wayne to be weird and damaged and dark.

so uh, ln conclusion, I think batman enjoying what he does to a certain extent is a crucial aspect of his character that's been lost and withered and forgotten about, let him a have a little fun, we can discuss the ramifications of all that when discussion seems necessary

#batman #Bruce Wayne #DC comics

[kalims]

⊹ sworn secrecy

premise. there has been an increasingly concerning amount of random notes you encounter quite literally everywhere, everyday. of which you can't seem to find who exactly keeps posting these.

when there's little wholesome messages for you wouldn’t you be curious as to who it's from?

after asking around, why does everyone saying different names..

content. gender neutral reader, fluff

characters. dorm leaders

cw. none

note. happy birthday to kween vil

"the first note I ever saw was right outside my locker,"

"oh by the hallway to turn right for the cafeteria? it sounds crazy but riddle rosehearts has been there early, always. maybe you should see if it's him?"

riddle rosehearts

first thought was that the statement of that person was absolutely wrong. you don't care if they've seen riddle around your locker early in school, (of which is actually perfect time to sneak in notes) nope. nu-uh. for the sake of your sanity you refuse to believe it.

if there was a person asking you who'd you'd think it was riddle was last on your list. you're pretty sure the guy literally hates you. why would he even bother to take out the time in his tight schedule to leave a 'you look enchanting today' , 'you're doing great' , or a 'if you're not too fond of these just say so, I don't know how else to express my affection' note in your locker that's just.. bizarre.

with the knowledge that riddle is possibly the same person you're looking for makes your interactions all the more awkward. at this point everyone's noticed the agonizingly dry, and tense silence. did you seriously just ask how the weather is doing?

clearly no one likes you because the teacher somehow got the highest thriving student in academic means to tutor you (who was admittedly failing class lately) so what do we have? more pain!

well that's what you honestly thought.

despite you thinking the sessions are just gonna be 95% anger and impatience it was surprisingly.. calm.

riddle was patient and polite enough to intake sharp breaths to contain a burst that could have possibly pop but you think he held back for your sake.

"my bad.."

"it's fine just. listen," he exhales.

then he just closes his eyes and takes several breaths. like he was calming himself and next thing you know he's going over what he said, slowly, carefully and more simple for you go understand.

after weeks of meeting with him for studying you just decide to ask one afternoon.

"those notes are not from me," riddle says. holding a stony face devoid of anger but a meaningful voice. "but I cherish the time we spend together,"

rarely do you ever see riddle adorn such a gentle face with even softer eyes. so safe to say you're completely stoned after registering the genuineness.

oh wow great. riddle isn't the person giving the notes, but he just hinted that he likes you? or.. well on his way to be cause there's no way the strictest guy in the world would casually say that.

"hey did you see anyone stick a note to my backpack?"

"note? where—oh by that bag, right. sorry I didn't I was picking out herbs for potionology. if it helps the only person around here other than me and you is the savanaclaw dorm leader,"

leona kingscholar

okay this is just crazy. riddle being one of the names being mentioned during your 'investigations' was shocking already to say the least but to hear the name of leona kingscholar get thrown around like that is just bizarre.

seriously? that guy looks like he does not know you even exist. heck, you're pretty sure you're one of those people that he sees, and then forgets. a backround character of some type, him being the one behind the notes is beyond you.

you're not even gonna attempt questioning him about it cause you're sure that all you're gonna get is a dead stare, and possibly, a load of mean words.

so you made up your mind.

leona kingscholar is out of question. therefore you're going to avoid him. surely it's just coincidence that his napping spot is near where you hang out after class, right?

isn't he apart of the magishift club? so why in the hell is he doing in your club room? playing with one of your members and actually beating them?

when you see his bored gaze skim around the room and land on you.. you just blank and wish you never joined the club.

"care for a match? you seem like you've got a smart little brain there," he drawls out, giving the student on the opposite seat a stare and they immediately rush away.

you swore your eye just twitch and he noticed because he just smirked. when you realize he's talking to you, you fumble. "uh—no thank you," your lips twitch into smile before dropping the next second.

his green eyes bore into you. "i wasn't asking,"

in the end you managed to beat him in a close match. clearly, that was your mistake cause now you're in a match with him nearly every time of the day since he's so adamant on beating you now.

one thing you learn is that he doesn't really like to lose. especially, in something he's confident he excels in.

the question lingers in your mind. maybe the timing in the botanical garden was coincidental but how can you think that way now that your encounter in the club room just really proved that theory wrong?

"so it isn't you?"

"no," leona says after a while. "I'd never do that,"

well what now? that's two wrong possible suspects. you thought he was done but no apparently. "I have.. other ways in showing my affection," he narrows his eyes. "take you for example,"

you snap your head to him. "excuse me?"

"oh hey! we met before didn't we?"

"yeah. you asked me about the note but I figured you'd want to know that azul's been.. kind of sketchy lately,"

azul ashengrotto

you know azul very well, contrary to your.. previous encounters. seeing as both of you are in the same club, it's privy to see each other daily and you can say that you're both in good in good, friendly terms but you can say that even asking the question you've asked the other two might just shatter that friendship.

also it's just weird to imply that seeing as azul is one of the people you've told about a note to, just one though and it would be embarrassing if he's actually the sender—and.. you just ranted to him about his notes.

well that's just another theory so!

out of everyone in the club he's probably the greatest. if you managed to beat leona you've no doubt that he can too (well. atleast if he puts his mind to it.)

it would be hard to hide your true intentions from azul. he himself has admitted that he's great at reading people and proved that point to you when he just points out the habits you do during games.

it just so happens you both play regularly hence how he notices.

"I know you're bluffing when your face is oddly serious because I know you're just pretending to be 'unreadable' to mask the results you're faced with,"

and he was completely right because you do shift your face into something stony so he wouldn’t be able to get a read on it but that completely had gone to waste..

it can't be azul, has he admired you all this time?

it can't be azul because he's like a daydream. like a cloud. when you'd go out for a walk, look up and try to grasp it but you can't because it's too far away. too perfect to hold in your hands and cherish so you'd just settle for admiring it from afar.

"I don't subject myself to feelings a lot. I'm a professional and I wanted to keep it that way," azul's face burns at the thought that flashes in his mind and the very next words he's about to say. "but I can't seem to do that with you," he admits.

it feels like he's going insane from every time he tries to not let you win, staying silent when there's a key point you're giving out from your face or when you beam at him.

you stare dumbly feeling your cheeks warm. an indirect confession?! another one?!

"don't you think dorm leader kalim might be the one behind it? I mean, out of everyone in NRC we're a little too prideful for something like that.. well him? isn't he perfect for it?"

"I'm starting to get suspicious with what everyone says,,"

kalim al asim

you know kalim al asim but you're not sure that he knows, knows you. he's like an angel to practically everyone, including you. and he can't exactly remember everyone he spares his kindness to so why should he remember you when all he did was share his 'secret spot' in the library?

you didn't exactly expect kalim to be interested in books, but he just says that he doesn't use it for reading but rather a quiet place to simply relax and bask the silence in.

wow. you suppose even guys like kalim get tired and indulge in a little escape.

you did not want to use his spot cause it's called his for a reason! and it feels like you're literally trespassing but godbless kalim because he really didn't mind and that offer was way too attractive to ignore.

sometimes you question how you even missed that heavenly corner in the library.

you yourself didn't particularly expect to end up in the library yourself but exams were coming up and you didn't want riddle's effort in tutoring you ultimately end up in waste. (also the amount of times he didn't snap at you.)

but—

"hi there! I see you're enjoying the spot I've given you," kalim jokes. inclining you to tear your eyes away from the sentence you've been re-reading far too many times.

kalim is sitting on the other chair which normally you'd be bothered with but this is technically his spot so you don't mind. the fact that he remembers is the least of your worries. "hello. yes, thank you. this place is heaven on earth," you smile.

"right? it's perfect," he shines down a bright smile at you. though blinded by it you still agree. it's right by a window with a great view of the campus, nearly no one is near it so it's really quiet, and. surrounded by cute little plants!

you bid kalim goodbye after he says that he just wanted to check if you've really been using it. seeing as he's got a class upcoming (which he actually almost forgot but good thing you asked if he just got out of one.)

in the end he drops by and chats with you everytime he can. sometimes you're the one running into him at the same spot, and he just so happened to arrive earlier.

you can say that you've gotten to be good friends.

to the point where his friend jamil comes and has to drag him away because apparently he's been skipping a lot of stuff just to come and talk to you and you've no doubt he's being serious when he yells that he'll come back as he's being hauled away by jamil and then reprimanded by the staff of the library.

"I've come back," he huffs proudly. kalim smiles brightly at you. "also sorry, I accidentally read a note that was stuck on your umbrella,"

... that one was, 'i really like you' wasn't it? if kalim's saying that then doesn't it mean he isn't the sending them?

then he laughs, "I'd have to agree with them! I do like you a lot too!"

your jaw drops. how can he say that so casually?!

"what do you mean?"

"maybe you're looking at the wrong places? maybe all these people being there are actually just coincidence. they're obvious guesses, no? if you asked me I'd look for people that usually have zero presence. they're the most sneakiest,"

idia shroud

huh.

okay you admit that was one of the smartest thing they've ever said even though they made.. like what? 2 wrong guesses on whoever? at most you don't really know a lot of people that could count as zero presence cause..

nearly everyone you know has some type of charm that attracts attention to them, be it intentional or not they have certain aspects that demand not to be ignored.

though in terms of reputation only one person comes into your mind.

... getting into ignihyde is one thing, coaxing the dorm leader to actually come talk to you, socialize is a whole 'nother story.

so you just settle for asking ortho for his game ID in a game you do play. you've only talked with idia a few times buy enough for you to say that you're atleast acquaintances.

most of the time you meet with him is pure coincidental. since both of your classes align to end and the others next one is the one the previous was in (to make it short you'd basically just switch rooms) so you'd stumble upon the other on the way there.

well not literally idia but just his floating tablet. you're nice enough to spare him a greeting and a little small talk even though most of the time it's you speaking.

to be fair he did stop to listen to you I that counts for anything at all.

ortho was nice enough to let him know about the pending request. probably because idia would have just ignored it. so for that you've officially succeeded in becoming friends with the.. top 1 player world wide with thousand of hours in the game.

you don't mention it when you join him for coop mode but the only thing that pops in your mind is;

"how do you get that crown?"

the chat bubble appears, then disappears before a message pops up. "srsly? this was literally a free item a few years ago *sighs* you only needed to log in to get it,"

you grumble. "I wasn't playing the game at it's release," no life. you twitch to add.

you've joined idia so many times that even he is comfortable enough to pop into your world and start picking out the flaws in your realm. he was all; "who even uses green and red together?"

you protested with great offense. "it was christmas back then!!"

he robs you of the materials you need which you regret telling him at all and leaves the one you don't need. (you don't know if it's all good or not because he let you rob his in turn and gave you 10x the amount you need saying this was from robbing other players)

you've never really envisioned getting so close to a person before. well, atleast you feel close to idia but you're not sure if he feels the same or would even like you admitting that.

which you won't! for the sake of your sanity and relationship.

he takes about a full two minutes to write a reply. deleting, re-writing it several times before he decides on one. "I knew someone as rare as you would get a lot of fans," it read. "I'm a fan of you too. I'm the biggest fan!" coupled with an angry emoji.

and there's the very same crown you liked the day you met in his world.

(the rarest item currently)

you don't wanna assume but the pack of sticky notes that tall, horned person just stuffed in their pocket is really familiar. almost like it's the one you receive everyday, only difference is that theirs is blank, and yours are filled with messages.

"hey! you—yes you! could I uh.. you're my friend now,"

malleus draconia

usually you're more level-headed than adopting random strangers in the halls and claiming them as your friend but after all the guys that were apparently not the perpetrator? you're pretty desperate at this point.

it was.. not like you at all, that you'd admit but it just stuck out to you (haha stuck-stick) so much that it was hard to ignore seeing as it was the same size.

(and no, the sticky notes for you aren't the bland, square ones but some type of luxury brand you're not sure yourself. also.. since when did sticky notes even have a fancy variant?)

this guy seemed like he's shocked by your audacity or just.. shocked in general because he stared at you so hard for about a minute straight before slowly saying;

"are you jesting?"

"no," you answer in a heartbeat.

oh well. you do need a new friend to bother and this guy will do.

(social anxiety is scared of this MC fr)

even though the initial shock wore off he smiled pleasantly at you but the surprised look on his face instantly came back when you introduced yourself and asked for his name.

something mischievous flashes in his eyes and you only realize that he's trailing after you without question. "you really don't know who I am?" wait should you?

you deadpan. "uh.. not really. that's why I asked you,"

he just hums.

his dog was really scary. you think his name was sebek but you don't wanna bother remembering when the first thing he gave you was a disturbed look.

tsunotaro (temporary) was a mysterious person by nature. you're by no means slow and is starting to pick the pieces together. was the reason he looked surprised by your sudden claim on him as a friend was because no one would talk to him?

heck. when you invited him to sit next to you in lunch your friends shared a collective glance and gave you some kind of excuse to leave.

the unbothered look on tsunotaro's face makes you question how many times exactly this has happened for him to be so casual about it.

"I'm sad for you," you slump and tsunotaro raises a brow at you.

"are you upset?"

"no—you don't seem to be upset by them blatantly showing that they wanna be around you," honesty! least they could do was be discreet about it. you wouldn't have questioned it if it hasn't been 5 times straight that they've left.

tsunotaro smiles at your look. "do not waste time pondering about it. I'm already used to it so it's alright,"

that's the thing he's supposed to be upset about it.

you shake your head. "since you don't wanna be offended I'll be offended on your behalf and be sad on your behalf,"

you miss the look on his face.

the heart feels so if you're feeling for him aren't you his heart?

eventually you found out that the sticky notes wasn't even malleus' but something a 'friend' of his requested. so he does know people other than you..

you didn't really want to let go of this thing you established so you didn’t, you held onto it in a vice-grip. sure. it might have started even though your intention was just the sticky notes but now that you had gotten to know him why would you let him go?

you're not sure just how exactly you got into this predicament.

he looks at you firmly. "my name is malleus draconia—" he pauses. "and i would like to be yours,"

... you're counting six people that were not sticky note person and somehow now like you too.

"ugh. you again, you're wrong again! I'm never listening to you. nope. my ears are sealed right now so don't even try,"

"oh? my bad then. I have some interesting news to share to you. I've seen vil around your locker lately, and not just lingering! he's actually staring at the notes! suspicious, right?"

end notes

vil schoenheit

okay so the others were clearly proven to be false and you've lost all hope now so you aren't even gonna try investigating this one cause you already know that it's false.

the vil schoenheit is not the sticky notes person.

maybe you're in denial but out of everyone he's the most prominent person. he did not just use his time to write sweet messages for you to read in his spare time does he? if he does he must have a lot of spare time.

WHICH HE DOESN'T.

compared to him you're like a lone star next to a moon. he shines the brightest and will continue to soak up the eyes of everyone else. you're just something people would look at for a second and forget.

meanwhile the beauty of the moon will remain and be admired.

you like to say that you were just being curious when you wake up extra early to linger in a corner where you could peek to see into the hallway where your locker way.

to your surprise he was really there. standing beautifully and staring at the sticky notes in a certain way you can't comprehend.

longing perhaps? a voice in your head suggests but you shake it off. why would he be longing?

you don't know what to do when he turns and meets eyes with you.. and you're.. currently peeking out the corner like you're stalking him.

maybe you hallucinated the flash of amusement in his eyes. "it seems as though I have a fan, won't you come out?" he abandons the locker completely and takes a look at you.

quietly you shuffle over a considerable distance in front of vil.

"oh,"

"oh,"

vil's face flickers in surprise. you feel like you just caught him red-handed.

"I know you,"

"... you do?" he does? you nervously point at yourself. is that even good or bad?

vil pursues his lips and looks down. he looks oddly soft. "we were casted into a movie together," he explains shortly. smiling thinly at the faint memories.

memories of you.

but you don't remember that at all, but it doesn't really give you an explanation as to why he'd gain a sudden interest. you were just a mere co-worker.

"you said you liked me back then,"

what.

he ignores the flabbergasted look on your face. "normally I would have not cared much, I get told that everyday. but you were persistent in your efforts, as annoying as it was,"

okay should you be freaked out right now or horrified? you did not want to hear that because it just made you seem.. obsessed. and you don't wanna get interpreted as that!

especially by someone as amazing as vil.

"you told me you liked me for me, and now I like you for you,"

"so.. you're the person that's been using the sticky notes?" you widen your eyes when he nods.

gods. of course out of all people it just had to be the person you were in denial about.

you furrow your brows. "but that's not enough for you to suddenly reciprocate. it was years ago,"

vil blinks and casually tears off a sticky note stuck in your locker. "I told you already. I don't like the memories of you. I like you,"

vil's lips quirk up into an easy smile, one you could call that you'd be enchanted with. alluring and beautiful in itself. he pulls out a piece of a sticky note, writes in it before sticking it in your chest.

you're too frozen to register the implication.

that he was the sticky notes person.

slowly you pick it off and he watches you. 'this will be the end of this' presumably referring to the notes. 'because there's no need for it when I can express my like for you freely now'

he tilts his head at you. "my, this takes me back. why don't we catch up over a cup of tea?"

you just let him usher you away.

now that you think about it you're just glad that it was way too early in the morning or else another person would have witnessed that.

*rook in the trees rn*: right

uhh... vil was always the og sticky notes guy I was gonna do but I wanted to switch to idia then remembered it's vils birthday rn so ion wanna betray him LMAO

I know it's weird that vil's the sticky note person but I just thought it was sweet that he could do something simple like that

maybe it's the most he can express it? no one would bat an eye on a sticky note besides the person that receives it so it's perfect.

I don't rlly like vil's part it has lot holes IMAO BUT IDK

there's open interpretation. you can always pretend that vil isn't the sticky notes person and another character is LOL.

#twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst fluff #riddle rosehearts x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #kalim al asim x reader #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #riddle x reader #leona x reader #azul x reader #kalim x reader #vil x reader #malleus x reader #idia x reader #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia #ㅤ◜◡◝ . . signed ! #twstnexus

[scintillyyy]

"Is it true?" Dick demands as he flops into his chair at the table on the terrace. He snags a piece of toast and stuffs it into his mouth. "Are there people looking at that house next door? Jeez. How long has it just been sitting there, empty? Isn't that place practically condemned? Who in their right mind would want to buy it?" Alfred gives him the usual disapproving glare he gets for talking with his mouth full as he fills Dick's cup with orange juice. Bruce just hums and turns a page in the newspaper. He looks exhausted. Clearly too tired from their bust last night to function or care about what's happening next door. That won't do at all. Dick can think of several security concerns with that house being bought. The fact that someone is even looking into it is very suspicious as well. What do they know? Dick swallows his toast and chugs his orange juice. Alfred just sighs and shakes his head as he moves to re-fill Bruce's coffee cup.

"Master Dick, food is meant to be savored, not inhaled," Alfred chides gently. Dick sticks his tongue out playfully.

"Anyways," he says, ignoring Alfred. "If it is true, should we be worried at all? Do we think that these people are actually going to buy the house? Won't it be a problem having next-door neighbors? With...you know...our nightlife-" at that, Dick wiggles his hands together in the approximation of a bat "-and all? It's a bad idea to have close neighbors. If they hear something..." Rather than answer, Bruce just mindlessly reaches a hand out, pawing around until his hand hits his coffee mug. He curls his hand around the mug, bringing it up to his mouth and taking a long drink. "Bruce," Dick says sharply. That seems to finally gets the man's attention. Bruce looks at Dick over the top of his newspaper.

"Ah," he says, stifling a yawn. "I really don't think there's anything to be worried about, Dick. It's just a family checking out a house for sale. Just leave it be." He returns to his newspaper, decidedly unconcerned about the whole affair.

Nothing to be worried about? Since when does Batman ever think there's nothing to be worried about? This is one of those things that definitely warrants more investigation, make sure there's nothing nefarious afoot. Next door neighbors. People who want to buy the weird, codemned house next door. It's suspicious, is what it is.

Just leave it be. Dick scowls as he grabs another piece of toast. Out of the question. Too much is potentially at stake. If Batman's not going to do his job, it's up to Robin to investigate.

Which is how he finds himself sitting in the hedges that line the boundary of Wayne Manor's extensive yard with a pair of binoculars and and listening device. There's two cars in the driveway. He jots down the license plate numbers. The front door opens. Dick narrows his eyes in anticipation.

He's almost a little disappointed when the people exit the house. There's a man in a suit with a blinding, bright smile--clearly a real estate agent, he's got that slimy salesman vibe about him. The family with him seems normal--almost painfully so. Man, woman, and child. A perfect little normal nuclear family.

Almost too perfect. Why would such a normal family want to buy the weird house next to Bruce Wayne's? What are they hiding? If he looks closely and squints and tilts his head, the kid really only has a vague resemblance to the adults. Could they be spies? Criminals? What's their story? There's no way they're just a normal family. Dick has a gut feeling. And his gut feelings are usually right. He turns on the listening device.

"I love it," the kids is saying. "It's perfect. The best house ever." He's very emphatic on the last part. "Can we get it? Please? Please?" He's tugging at the woman's hand. She looks a little frazzled.

"I don't know," she's saying slowly. "It's awfully expensive, and I just don't think..." she trails off.

"Expense doesn't matter," The man interjects, smiling at the real estate agent. "We could more than afford this house three times over." The real estate nods furiously in agreement, clearly sucking up to the man's need to brag about his finances. A true salesman through and through. "But god. Who would ever want to live in the country of all places? It's so far from civilization. Can't walk anywhere. And the wildlife-" he shakes his head in disgust. The real estate agent's smile dims, like he realizes he might be about to lose a sale.

"Ah, but the fresh air is so good for a growing boy like your son. And think of all the space for him to run around. Kids love running." Kids love running? The agent must be getting desperate. Maybe these people won't buy the house after all. That would be ideal. Then their nightlife wouldn't be at risk.

"Yea, I love running," the kid pipes in. The woman crouches down and pushes a piece of hair behind the kid's ear. "It would be great. I'd get so much fresh air. So much. So we should get it."

"Tim, sweetie," she says. "I know you really like it, and this is a very nice house you asked us to look at and all, but I'm just not sure it's a good fit for us. It's awfully big for the three of us, and we'd have to make sure it's cared for while we're on our trips."

"Yea, sport," The man says. "Your mom's right. It just doesn't make sense for us to buy a house. Especially one all the way out here." The boy's face falls. So does the real estate agent's. "And what's so wrong with the penthouse apartment anyways? Or the condo? We have plenty of perfectly functional homes already. No need for another one."

The kid's bottom lip trembles. Well, this looks like it's not going to be a problem after all. Dick should wrap up and report to Bruce. No new nosy neighbors. They're safe.

"Those aren't homes," the boy bursts out. It's loud enough Dick doesn't even need the listening device to hear it clear as day. Maybe he spoke too soon on the safe thing. "All of my friends have one place they get to go home to on the holidays and I have to go to Robinson Park or Mooney Towers or New York City or someplace new--it's never the same place and I--I hate it. I hate having to unpack into a new room every time. It doesn't even feel like I have a room I can really call my own." His voice is thick, like he's trying not to cry. He rubs at his eyes roughly with his forearm. The woman's face crumples into a guilty expression. The man clears his throat awkwardly and rubs a hand on the back of his neck.

"C'mon, son," he says, furtively looking over at the real estate agent who now seems to be doing his best to ignore the spectacle in front of him. "Don't cry--be a man now, there you go." He takes a handkerchief out of his pocket and awkwardly dabs at the kid's face. The woman draws the kid into a hug. Dick tries to ignore the sharp pang of jealous that he can feel in his chest. "Listen. If it bothers you that much, maybe we can talk about maybe settling down to just one apartment. We can put together your room just the way you want it." The woman is stroking the boy's hair.

"That sounds nice, doesn't it?" she says. "We can go shopping for decorations together, and you can pick out all new furniture-"

"I don't want an apartment, I want a house. This house," he sniffles. "It feels like a real home. It's got fireplaces for Santa and a dining room and a big yard, just like Joey's got at his house."

The man and woman give each other a helpless look. They can't possibly be thinking of buying the house because their kid is begging for it, right? Nobody does that. Or is this just all an expertly acted excuse as for why a normal family of three would buy this large house they clearly have no need of? And next door to Bruce Wayne of all people. Dick's suspicions are back in full force.

"It's in the middle of nowhere, Tim," the man sighs. "If you want us to get a house, we can at least look closer to the river."

"Yea, but this one reminds me of school. Very roomy. Very old. Lots of trees around." the boy says. The woman flinches softly. "I feel comfortable here," the kid finishes, puppy dog eyes in full force. The woman's mouth twists, her resolve clearly breaking. The man gets an exasperated look on his face.

"Jan, really," he grumbles. "You can't possibly be considering--he's a seven year old, we need to show him who's in charge--for Christ's sake-" He heaves out a big sigh and turns towards the real estate agent. "Walk me through the finances again." The real estate agent perks up. So does the kid. "This does not mean we're buying it," the man warns, but the kid's tears are completely gone, like they were never there to begin with, and he's got a big smile on his face now.

There's something about that smile that gives Dick pause. It's a little too triumphant if you asked him. Not an expression he would ever expect to see on a kid's face. He looks like he won. Won what, Dick's not sure.

Maybe Dick was right to be suspicious after all. No normal family would want to buy the house next to Bruce Wayne's. No normal kid would be so pushy about a house. No normal parents would buy this house just because their son asked them to. There's something else going on. Something bigger. There has to be.

#extremely rough drafts #dick and tim #or dick. who's about to get bothered so much by tim.

[pagannatural]

2.06 No Exit

-The episode begins with Dean telling Sam a little joke about Scientology, which Sam appreciates. Why are they so cute??

-Sam is standing with his whole body facing Dean again while Jo talks to Dean about a case. He wants Dean’s attention so bad.

-Jo does the romance trope where she loops Dean into being her fake boyfriend for the landlord. Dean doesn’t seem flustered by this, just a little irritated because she’s not supposed to be there. He gets much more flustered by people mistaking him and Sam for a couple. I think he does see Jo as more like a sister, but Jo is also pretty and cool and Dean is a ho, so he’s also a little attracted to her.

Sam looks high-key annoyed when she pulls the fake girlfriend card. He’s jealous.

-Love triangle imagery. Delicious.

Sam is facing and pointing his gun at Dean while he cleans it which I’m going to interpret as a little phallic. Jo is also facing Dean.

-Dean says Jo shouldn’t be here, and the camera cuts to her and then Sam, who’s still looking at her, annoyed.

His boxers are in a twist. Now Dean has someone else he has to look out for and pay attention to besides Sam and he is not a fan.

-Dean tells Jo “my Dad started me in this when I was so young. I wish I could do something else.” Jo argues that he loves the job and he says “yeah but I���m a little twisted.” SAY MORE.

-The first thing Dean says when he wakes up is “where’s Sam?” He sits up blearily, sees Jo, and is like Well that’s not Sam.

-Jo asks for a memory of Dean’s father so he tells her about the first time John took him shooting when he was 6 or 7 and he had a knack for it. Dean says John “gave me this smile, like…” and trails off. Jo says he must’ve been proud, but I wonder if little Dean was just happy to see his dad happy for once. John probably didn’t smile very often. I could see Little Dean believing that he could make his dad happy and fix whatever was wrong by being good at hunting.

-Jo says “get this” which is what Sam always says. Jo is paralleled to Sam before Dean has a moment where they’re squeezed up close together in the walls of the building they’re investigating and he says he “should’ve cleaned the pipes” (jerked off) (I know most people probably know that’s what that means but tbh I had to google it because I was like wait did he just—?).

Dean and Sam cleaned their guns together earlier and Dean often cleans Sam’s for him. Does that count?

-Dean is familiar with the smell of chloroform. Why?? Did someone chloroform him? Oh my god?

-Jo learns that John made a mistake that killed her father on a hunt. She storms out of the bar, so Dean asks her to talk to him, thinking she’s mad because she got in trouble and thinking it’s his fault. She says “get off me” when he touches her arm and he just says okay sorry and turns to go.

I just think this is really interesting because we don’t get to see Dean interact with that many people in personal contexts and the way he instantly drops it shows what he’s like in relationships with people other than Sam. He holds himself at a distance. He’s sweet and respectful and let her in just a little, but he’s also ready to move on at the drop of a hat. He must be impossible to get to know, the kind of person people desperately want to be special to. He’s opened up to Sam a couple of times, but it’s also the way that he cares for Sam that’s different in that he gets completely absorbed and lets his own defenses fall away.

#samdean #supernatural #spn meta #sam and dean #wincest #spn 2x06

[blazehedgehog]

Do you agree with Gaming Journalists and what do you think of gaming journalism in general?

What does this even mean, dude.

"Do you agree with gaming journalists"? On what?

Do I agree with Shacknews that Super Mario Bros. Wonder is a 10/10, and with Digital Spy that it's also a 7/10? Do I agree with Let's Clear Up Those Halo Battle Royale Rumors?

Like, I've gotten some bait on this blog before, but this is 2/10 stuff, man. This is some hot 2014 garbage. Like no matter what I say, you're gonna go all

"Very interesting. Then do you care to explain why..." No thanks.

My real answer: Something I learned during my time at TSSZ and being around a few people who were deeper into "the biz" than I is that everybody needs journalism more than they realize. Corporations are pushing for consumers to become their personal cheerleaders more than ever before, which makes criticism and the journalistic exposing of information seem villainous.

After all: Xbox is my friend now, so how dare you attack the Xbox. Behavior that used to be reserved for the most dedicated fanboys is now the expected room temperature. I've talked about "The Cult of Naughty Dog" before, and that's the same thing. If a corporation can get you to be parasocial with them, then they have won, and being parasocial with a corporation means shunning real investigative journalism that would otherwise undo them. Journalists and critics used to be marketing tools, but by undoing the press pipeline and talking directly to fans, journalists and critics are painted as untrustworthy for being wildcards that don't always toe the company line.

And there has been more than a decade of people with a "I choose to be stupid and ignorant on purpose" outlook, which just makes that more frustrating. We've all seen screencaps where some brainless rando tries to explain something to a person who is an expert in that field. The rando thinks they're flexing their brain, but in some cases they are arguing with the person who literally wrote the book on their topic of conversation. Some people don't want to know anything but still pretend like they know everything, when there are real people out there doing real work to uncover real truths.

Misinformation is the real problem. It should not surprise anyone that there are people out there deliberately eroding the foundation of journalistic integrity, because the less people trust journalism, the easier it is to get away with lying. The easier it is to lie, the easier it is to control the mainstream, the easier it is to scam people out of their money, so on and so forth.

And misinformation is more than just "this one news article is fake." There are long running campaigns to install people into news organizations themselves to publish false information for all manner of different goals, but it's all the same: nobody trusts anyone and it's making everyone dumber.

That's when we get crypto currency. And NFTs. And now people claiming that generative AI will save humanity. Grift after grift after grift where the people at the top of the snake oil food chain make off with billions of dollars while the rest of the world is left scratching their heads.

The law isn't going to catch them. If they do, it'll take years. Look at how long it took for Sam Bankman-Fried to get caught -- he operated for almost half an entire decade. The amount of damage somebody can get away with in five years is significant.

We need journalism. Real journalism. Good journalism. Watchdogs that keep an eye on things and blow the whistle when it goes bad. Somebody to enforce accountability that isn't a cop.

Where do you find that? That's the hardest question. I'm lucky enough that I know people I trust because they are long time friends, or friends of friends, and thus they've been properly vetted in my circle as The Real Deal. But there are a lot of outlets out there who claim to champion "truth" and "intelligence" in a way to prey upon insecurity. I mean, c'mon, Trump's social media platform is called "Truth Social" and is basically the furthest thing from the truth you will ever get from anyone, ever.

The more obsessively they try to convince you they're telling the truth, the less likely it is they actually are. Which in itself could be an attack meant to undo the foundations of trust in people who actually know what they're talking about. By casting doubt on the very concept of truth itself, they can lie with increasingly greater efficiency.

Any advice I give feels like it is incredibly circumstantial. Which is the point, and is why we're in the state we're in.

Here's a good pdf by The News Literacy Project that's probably a good place to start. The general gist is "you'll have to do a lot of fact checking for yourself" but that's unfortunately where we're at these days.

But by and large I would say life is a lot harder for real journalists right now than I think some of their critics have ever thought about. There are people out there trying to do actual good work and being a bubble-brained moron about it just makes everything harder for everyone.

#questions #Anonymous #journalism #games journalism #gamergate

[mrvlbimbo]

omg could you pretty please write an eddie x fem!reader where they both like eachother and it’s sooo obvious to everyone but them? and they get teased all the time by everyone, just super fluffy!

I like-like you too

Eddie Munson x reader

Fluff, still 16+ rated bc there’s a lil bit of making out

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Getting sucked into the upside down wasn’t in her spring break plans but then again, when does anything ever go to plan in Hawkins Indiana. And she wasn’t so much sucked in as she dove in headfirst. 

Ever since her best friend had been accused of killing Chrissy Cunningham, she had been on a mission to prove his innocence. Although, it’s a bit difficult to prove that an underworld dwelling demon is invading people’s minds and indiscriminately snapping them limb from limb. 

Luckily for them (or unluckily depending on how you look at it) the monster had opened a gateway in lover’s lake, which was thoughtfully named Watergate by Dustin. 

Leaving the freshmen to wander the bank, the older kids went out on a boat to investigate the gate.  Eddie and Steve inevitably bickered about who would jump in. 

Harrington was a better option since he was on the swim team but Eddie didn’t seem to care, already stripping off his shirt. Her eyes traced over his exposed chest and arms, ogling him a bit obviously. But it was dark, no one was going to notice right? 

Someone did in fact notice. Robin nudged her and whispered “you’re staring.” 

“Nuh uh,” she quickly responded, denying the accusation despite the flush coming over her face. He turned back and winked at her before diving into the water. She felt a rush of adrenaline when the water splashed up from his intrusion, and not in a good way. 

She would be lying if she said she hadn’t been harboring a massive crush on her best friend. Everyone seemed to know but him, which was both reliving and infuriating. 

“You gotta do something about that or one of us will,” Steve commented, referring to the obvious romance between the two. 

“Oooh I volunteer. I wanna see the look on his face.” Of course Robin was the worst with the teasing. She wanted the best for her friends and sometimes that meant a little bit of tough love. 

“You guys are terrible. Don’t you dare.” Before she could say more, Eddie had emerged from the water. Although they joked about it they were not actually going to expose her feelings, however mutual they might be. 

She somehow missed the way he looked up at her with starry eyes, trying to remember what he was about to say. Before he could say anything though, he was dragged back down into the depths by a creature they couldn’t see. 

Not a single thought went through her head before she was diving into the water right after him. She wasn’t sure if anyone else was coming in after her but she’d be damned if she let something happen to Eddie. 

She wasn’t a great swimmer but it was made easier by the gravity that the gate seemingly radiated. When she was pulled through she instantly screamed for Eddie, looking around frantically to find him on the ground being attacked by weird flying creatures. 

She ran over, stomping on as many of the creatures as she could but more kept coming. She sobbed while flailing her arms to try and stop them as they tore at Eddie’s skin. She could see the fear in his eyes and as hard as she tried, she couldn’t help him on her own. 

Luckily the rest of the group busted through the gate soon after, helping take out the monsters. They fled into the woods when a swarm of them appeared in the sky. The landscape was cold and uncomfortable, not that any of them expected the upsidedown to be a walk in the park. 

Once they were somewhat safe she had time to really look over Eddie’s injuries and they were really bad. “You’re bleeding pretty bad.” 

“I’m f-” 

She didn’t let him finish before she was wearing her jacket off and ripping it into strips to tie around his middle. Turns out signing her little brother up for boy scouts had paid off after all. 

Once he was all wrapped up and the bleeding had slowed, she felt a little better. She was still shaken from the whole experience. And then to top things off, it felt like the world was spinning around her. 

She wasn’t the only one feeling it, since the ground was literally shaking under them. She ungracefully fell backwards into Eddie’s arms which he wrapped around her protectively. They were both squished against a rock but he held her out of harm's way. 

If it wasn't  for the life or death situation, she would have been mad when Steve whistled at them. But at that moment she had more serious things to worry about. 

When the tremor was over, they pulled away from each other awkwardly. Both of them were blushing and apologizing profusely. 

Nancy was usually the polite one. It was like her thing, being polite and proper. But even she was fed up. “Are you two going to make out or can we go now?” 

“Nance,” she whined, running after the other girl to scold her for saying that in front of Eddie. Which left him alone with Steve, who had a master plan of his own. 

“She's got the hots for you man.” He wiggled his eyebrows, teasing in his own manor. 

“We’re just friends. She doesn’t like me like that.” He shook his head, not believing a word Steve was saying. He had heard it all before but her reaction to the constant teasing made him believe the rumors about her feelings were untrue. 

“You should’ve seen her face when you got pulled down. I thought she was gonna lose it. But she just jumped right in,” he confessed, using the anecdote to try and prove his point. 

“She’s a terrible swimmer.” He sounded scared. Nothing bad happened but it could have. She could have died in that lake and it would have been his fault. 

“Yeah but she took the risk, for you man. Talk to her, figure it out.” He was stern. Despite not knowing Eddie well he had been good friends with the girl in question for a long time and he knew how much he meant to her. 

Steve jogged up to the girls and told her Eddie needed to talk to her about something. She rushed back, fussing over his bandages and scanning his body for any more injuries. “I like you,” he blurted out, not able to hold back anymore. 

He was sure there must be a more eloquent way to say it but in his defense he was low on blood and in a spooky alternate dimension. He wasn’t all too concerned with being poetic. 

“Yeah bud. I like you too. Glad we’ve covered that base.” She rolled her eyes at his weird compliment. Sure he was always generous with a kind word but this was a weird time for him to remind her he cared. 

“No I like-like you,” he corrected, cringing at how childish it sounded coming out of his mouth. But it was either that or, I’m madly in love with you. And that seemed too severe even given the circumstances. 

“Oh,” she responded, dumbfounded at the confession. 

He took her confusion as a rejection and instantly started apologetically rambling. “Sorry. I didn’t want to make things weird. It’s just like we might die out here and I didn’t want to die without telling you how I fee-“ 

She cut him off with a quick kiss to his lips. It was chaste and short but it got her point across and effectively shut him up. “Eds. I like-like you too.” 

Once she said that all bets were off. He cupped her face with one hand, grabbing her waist with the other, and smashed their lips back together messily.

 This earned a chorus of groans from the rest of the group. “This is our fault,” Nancy said matter of factly. 

“I didn’t think it was actually going to work,” the other girl replied, watching with morbid interest as they practically ate each other's faces. 

“I did.” Steve was of course the mastermind behind them finally getting together, and he took pride in that. 

“Ewww get a room you two,” Robin squealed when Eddie’s hands started to drift lower. 

They pulled apart and she whined at the loss of his tongue in her mouth and his hands on her body. They started walking again to catch up with the rest of the group, staying far enough behind to have their own space. 

His arm was slung around her shoulder, pulling her against his chest as they walked. He ignored the slight twinge in his side when. He brushed against him. He instead distracted himself by kissing her neck hastily. “Eddie!” she gasped. “We need to focus.” 

“Alright, fine. But let me tell you a secret.” He removed his arm from her shoulder and spun her around so she was facing him and they stopped walking again, now far away from the rest of their friends. 

“Mhm,” she mumbled, lost in the way he looked at her and how his hands felt on her hips. 

“I'm gonna give it to you so good when we get home, baby.” He gave her ass a quick squeeze and kissed her before throwing her over his shoulder easily and jogging up to the rest of the group.  “Eddie! Put me down!” She squealed with no real urgency.

#eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson stranger things #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #Steve Harrington #robin buckley #nancy wheeler

[bassettmemes]

THEY’RE CREEPY AND THEY’RE KOOKY. ↳ a collection of lines from the first season of netflix’s wednesday. these are in no particular order and will contain spoilers for the show. some lines have been edited for clarity or to give options.

“those are all traits of great writers. and serial killers.”

“the first boy/girl/person i kiss would turn out to be a psychotic, serial-killing monster.”

“how do you feel about scary movies?”

“we work. we shouldn’t, but we do.”

“hummers stick together.”

“being your friend should come with a warning label.”

“you giggle when you text, which is a 24/7 addiction.”

“[name], the mark you have left on me is indelible.”

“i act as if i don’t care if people dislike me. deep down... i enjoy it.”

“are you really going to make me ask?”

“i want to assure you i remain as cold and heartless as the first day we met.”

“i’ll survive alone. i always do.”

“i could die alone!”

“we all die alone.”

“as soon as the dirt hits the coffin, i’m out.”

“[name] always looks half dead.”

“i actually fillet the bodies of my victims, then feed them to my menagerie of pets.”

“if you need me for anything, anything at all, i’m only a crystal ball away.”

“everyone would know i failed to get the job done.”

“not hugging is kind of our thing.”

“the only person who gets to torture my sibling is me.”

“you guys are making me nauseous. not in a good way.”

“my personal philosophy is kill or be killed.”

“you growl in your sleep.”

“i don’t know who etsy is, but i doubt she was an outcast settler.”

“if i am the monster, then why haven’t i killed you?”

“for some reason i cannot fathom or indulge, you seem to like me.”

“seriously, you could cut the tension with an executioner’s axe.”

“i’m not friend material, let alone more-than-friend material.”

“i will never fall in love, or be a housewife, or have a family.”

“i swear on my late scorpion’s soul, my hands are clean.”

“they couldn’t even spring for real pig’s blood. it’s only paint.”

“you know the old saying: never bring a knife to a swordfight. unless it’s concealed.”

“they want to turn me into a version of herself.”

“i find social media to be a soul-sucking void of meaningless affirmation.”

“it takes a special kind of stupid to devote an entire theme park to zealots responsible for mass genocide.”

“emotions are a gateway trait. they lead to feelings, which trigger tears. i don’t do tears.”

“you’re really bad at cheering people up.”

“this reminds me of when you got your first grave-digging kit. you were so happy you nearly smiled.”

“there’s that biting sense of humor that i always adored.”

“if he breaks your heart, i’ll nail-gun his.”

“why would i share information about an ongoing investigation with a high school kid?”

“don’t you want eyes and ears behind those ivy-covered walls?”

“did you think i was going to judge you over some lousy prank?”

“i consistently stalk my parents.”

“i brought my pocket mace. the medieval kind.”

“it’s not my fault i can’t interpret your emotional morse code.”

“there’s nothing quite like the feeling of being proven right.”

“i’d rather stick needles in my eyes. i’ll probably do that anyway.”

“if you hear me screaming bloody murder, there’s a good chance i’m just enjoying myself.”

#sentence meme #sentence starters #sentence starter #sentence prompts #wednesday sentence staters #wednesday rp meme #rp meme #rp prompt #rp prompts #rp #addams family sentence starters

[ndlqzrz]

Spooky - Chunkz

Summary : You are on your husband Chunkz’s podcast ‘The Chunkz & Filly Show’, to talk about your experience with Sam & Colby at the conjuring house.

Warnings : Paranormal? Maybe a bit scary for yous idk😭

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You sat in the seat between your husband, Chunkz, and his best friend, Filly, waiting patiently as they did their intro.

After they introduced you and you started chatting away about your career, what you did before fame, etc.

The conversation shifted to more recent events, more importantly your experience with Sam and Colby.

''Nah but recently you were with those ghost mandem yeah?'' Filly asked with curiosity.

Chunkz chuckled and nodded in agreement with Filly as you closed your eyes, smiled, and nodded.

''Talk to us about that'' Chunkz encouraged, curious into what happened.

''So this was about a 2 months ago but they released the video about a week ago.. and disclaimer.. Im still not over what happened there.'' You said chuckling.

''Nah you know its bad when they say ‘disclaimer’.'' Filly exclaimed loudly, but everyone could tell he was being serious.

Chunkz nodded along with Filly, but you could see a hint of concern in his expression.

''So it started off normal yeah, went there, met they owners, good times you know what I mean?'' You explained.

Chunkz and filly both nodded along with you, intrigued to hear more.

''But when it came time for the investigation, instead of using their usual equipment, we met two people who worked there," you continued.

''They explained that when they touch each other, you can actually hear the ghosts' footsteps and movements all around us!" you exclaimed.

Chunkz shook his head, "Nah, don't believe it til I see it'' he said, seeming skeptical of the idea.

Filly appeared shocked and exclaimed, "For real?'' as he put his arms behind his head.

As you nodded in agreement, Filly stood up, "Yeah, love tho I’d be gone. Can't lie, I'd be gone," before sitting down again.

''We got in contact with this spirit named Abigail, and she knew who my dead auntie catherine was," you shared, looking at Chunkz and Filly.

‘Say wallahi?’ Chunkz said mouth wide open. ‘Wallahi Im being serious’ you responded truthfully.

Chunkz shook his head, standing up, leaving for a moment. "Yeah, love, take care though," with a touch of sarcasm as he waved bye.

Filly stood up, bursting into laughter, while Chunkz returned, shaking his head in amusement but still smiling.

Filly sat back down and asked, "You ever going to investigate with them again?" still chuckling.

You nodded no laughing as Chunkz agreed, saying, "Not on my watch, love to Sam and what's his name? Cody," waving jokingly at the camera as you and Filly burst into laughter again.

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Tysm for the request love<3 this was a different one to write, but I hope you enjoyed!!<3 sorry if its not what you expected, I didn’t really know what way to write it so if you want anything changed please lmk🫶🏻

sorry this is so short, I genuinely didn’t know how to write this as Im not sure how this crossover would sound irl but hope you liked it<3

#niko omilana #aj shabeel #beta squad #chunkz #king kenny #kingkennytv #sharky #colby brock #sam and colby #sam golbach #ndlqz

[bullet-prooflove]

Connection - Stuart Scola x Reader

Tagging: @trublu2u @greenies-green @crazy4chickennuggets @kmc1989 @oureternalbond

Scola doesn’t intend to keep your relationship a secret. It’s just something that happens because he struggles with accepting the reality that for the first time in a long time, he actually wants something more substantial than a one-night stand.

It sneaks up on him slowly. The two of you grab breakfast after that first night, at a coffeeshop around the corner from your place. It was meant to be just grabbing a coffee on the way into work, the two of you were heading in the same direction, it made sense to walk together. At some point he’d gotten caught up in the conversation and before he knows it the two of you are sharing a meal.

It spirals after that.

It isn’t until a couple of months later that he realises your spending most nights in each other’s company. It’s usually just sex, casual mind blowing sex but one evening he calls you, the two of you end up in an upscale bar around the corner from his apartment. You can tell it’s been a bad day; you can see the haunted look in his eyes as he stares into the depths of his whisky glass.

“It’s my brother Douglas’s birthday today.” He tells you. “I kinda just… I don’t wanna be alone tonight.”

Over drinks he tells you about Dougie, how he died during 9/11, how it screwed him up so badly that he finds it difficult to make connections.

“I want to.” He tells you, his eyes meeting yours as the two of you sit in close proximity at the bar. “I just don’t know if I can.”

There’s such an earnestness in him, a yearning. You can see the conflict on his features because Stuart Scola doesn’t like being vulnerable, he doesn’t bare his soul to other people, he hides it away behind one-night stands and sardonic quips.

“Isn’t that kinda what we’ve been doing already?” You say softly, your fingers entwining with his upon the surface of the bar. “Making a connection?”

He thinks about the past few months. How the light the world has seemed since he started spending time with you, how he feels like he can breathe for the very time in years. He’s happy, he realises. Happier than he’s ever been.

“Yea.” He says, his voice rough with emotion. “I guess we have.”

He makes love to you for the first time that night, because it is love, it’s just taken him this long to realise it.

Tiffany notices the change almost immediately. She attuned to Scola’s moods, the ebbs and flows of his psyche. He’s brighter, these days, more prep in his step. He introduces the two of you one morning before work, at the coffeeshop where it all started. She knows who you are, of course. The three of you have worked a handful of cases together because of your speciality with explosives. However, this is the first time she’s met you as Scola’s girlfriend, she teases him about it for the rest of the day.

Jubal finds out because he ends up on a double date with the two of you and Stefani. He has no idea the ATF Agent that they’ve worked with on multiple occasions is Scola’s girlfriend but he’s happy with the development. The four of you spend the evening eating excellent food, swapping stories and trying to keep a lid on your laughter so you don’t get thrown out of the place.

“You’ve found yourself a good one there.” Jubal tells him as the two of them take care of the bill. Scola can’t help but smile when he looks at you, wrestling with your coat because it’s winter and you can’t stand the cold.

Omar and Maggie find out when their division works a joint investigation with ATF. The three of you are caught up in an explosion, which leaves two officers dead and three others critically injured. Scola and Tiffany are first on the scene in the aftermath. Stuart sees you seated on the sidewalk, covered in dust, blood dripping from a wound across your hairline and something inside him breaks. He has you in his arms in an instant, his hand smoothing over your hair as he cradles you close.

It's that night, after the bombing that he decides to propose. You’re padding around his apartment in one of his t-shirts and a pair of his boxers. The wound on your head has been stitched together, it’ll scar you were told at the hospital.

“What’s one more.” You had responded because compared to the others who had been caught up in the blast you were lucky.

Stuart can’t stop thinking about that as he reviews the bruising that’s starting to blemish your skin. Hues of indigo and black stain your arms and legs as he watches you take another painkiller. He came so close to losing you today, too close.

“Marry me.” He whispers as he draws you into his lap.

Your hands come to rest on his shoulders, thighs straddling his hips as you look into his eyes. You see the love there; the adoration and you see the fear. The fear of what could happened to you today, the fear of a life without you.

“Ask me again, when this all settles down.” You say, cradling his face between your hands. “I don’t want this to be because of what happened today.”

“It is and it isn’t.” He tells you, his thumb chasing over the apple of your cheek. “I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Ask me again, when this is all over.” You murmur, your lips brushing over his. “And I promise you I’ll say yes.”

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#stuart scola #stuart scola x reader #stuart scola x you #fbi

[nonsensical-axobott]

I just rewatch Merlin season 1 of Merlin.

Here are some thoughts and notes, for anyone and writers.

• Merlin was reckless with his magic and his actions. He never sits to think how stuff is going to affect everything in the future.

He made the document for Lancelot without stopping to think that if only one person from that house visit, sent a letter of was in the city his plan would be doom, and Lancelot will pay for it. Same with Gwen's dad a LEAVING A GLOWING BAG IN HER HOME. It's ok if you want to cure him, but take away the evidence!!!

• Arthur did trust Merlin, he just wanted enough evidence to bring stuff to his father (because he wouldn't listen)

• Uther was a bad king, he killed everyone that was related to magic, but at the same time he didn't. He cared more about being King (power), rather than being a good ruler.

Also, maybe Uther was a normal king, and It seems bad just because If a politician tries to be like that it would be seen as a terrible person and would damage his public image today. Kings can be bothered by that, but it's not like people can do much if they don't like Uther.

He killed the person that offered inn to a sorcerer (that didn't even know, it was a service they provided to anyone), but not the daughter of the men that was saw doing sorcery (Gwen's dad and the alchemist).... They live in the same home. Also, if you say something that he didn't like he wouldn't listen to it, he prefers to throw everyone in the dungeon rather that acknowledge that everyone else has a valid opinion) That's why Arthur did hide stuff from him. Also, It took one incident so Uther completely trusts a new medic with everything. It was so weird because even if someone is a better healer than Gaius, the old man has a lot of knowledge about the kingdom that you can't replace. wtf is wrong with Uther.

• Arthur defended magic multiple times, saying that they deserve a fair investigation/court process. Even if he thought Magic was evil, he was rational about it. He just knew what he was told, but was open when magic proved to be good

He was grateful with Will, with the orb in the cave. He was open to proceed with the test in the unicorn fiasco.

• Merlin didn't care about murder when it was the enemy, he killed multiple people in season 1 without remorse. He killed bandits like flys.

• Since the first "lucky tree" that helped Arthur in battle, he never saw that as something weird.... He always thought it was luck. My price, you're so blind and oblivious.

• Merlin was able to move stuff without words, just his intentions. I would like to believe that using spells to do the same things would need to be more efficient.

Like, less draining, or more effective, or more controlled, or more specific. It has to be a reason why he uses spells for something that he did without much effort. The only thing that I can think of as an example is when Merlin moved his boots when he was hiding in Morgana's room, he didn't drag those, he made them quietly walk towards him.

• Arthur did tell Merlin that he saw him as a friend.

• Arthur and Merlin ate rat meat, and It seems that Morgana and Gwen did too. Do with that info what your creativity wants to do.

• Uther was supposed to die on season 1. It seems that Arthur was supposed to be king not long enough after Merlin arrived at Camelot. Merlin saved his ass so many times, even when Kilgharrah told him multiple times to let it be.

• Merlin knows a spell to bring to life statues and pictures. I'm still on season 1 but I don't remember him using that spell even again....

• Morgana was just as sick as Arthur about the bullshit of Uther. Arthus train though was "I need to be better than him", and Morgana was "We need to hurry his last breath". Arthur has hope, Morgans has desperation.

• In season 1 It looked like everyone was kind of flirting with the opposite gender. Merlin was looking with idiotic eyes for every woman, everyone was pairing Morgana and Arthur to the point of jealousy. It's weird, I need to reach the point where Arthur has eyes only for Gwen and Merlin always remembers Freya.

• ALMOS EVERY CHAPTER HAS SOME SORCERER/MAGIC TRYING TO HURT UTHER/ARTHUR/MORGANA, it's not weird that Arthur bought Uther ideas, even just a little. I'm surprised he's that cool about certain situations in season 1.

I have more thoughts but it's 2 am and I'm tired.

Sorry for any errors, it's late, I'm tired, and English is my second language.

#merlin #merlin bbc #arthur merlin

[notanerdyprude]

fun things i noticed rewatching npmd act 1:

sam sweetly was investigating richies death

richie messed with his fingers absentmindedly

everyone pronounces stephs last name correctly (law-ter) except the teacher (low-ter) because teachers cant pronounce peoples names correctly

pete is almost always curled into himself while steph is almost always sat more like. outward. i dont know how to describe it.

petes plaid on his suspenders and bowtie matches stephs flannel

stephanie wears a lot of jewellery

ruth and richie hold on to pete at the end of “literal monster”’s first chorus

the literal monster choreogrophy fucking SLAPS byw

richie is such a bitch “its LIPSCHITZ 🙄🙄” “i never intended to walk through your hallway”

richie keeps his hands under his armpits most of the time

graces little “mhm. mhm.” after she says “his name is jesus christ” >>>

max and grace nodding at eachother is never not going to be funny to me

kyle is max’s biggest hype-man. homosexual activity if you ask me.

ruth and the nerd in purple enter the stage hiding behind the bleachers during max’s verse

“next time youre going to cheat do it like a lauter and dont get caught” so solomon most likely got to his position illegally

“somebody WALKS to the office with STEPHANIE LAUTER 🙄” richie is a Bitch

ruth cares very deeply about library rules

she immediately stops caring about them as soon as stephanie lauter calls him

ruth rolls her eyes when richie starts his “aot > star wars shit”, so shes clearly heard this a shit ton before

petes jumper also matches stephanies foannel

pete is in the shadows for a good part of cooler than i think i am because he keeps walking through them

as soon as the bridge is done he goes from being in the light to beingbik the shadows again

peter can also be a bitch

max doesnt come from money

max started being a prick in 4th grade

jason seems to be an actually good dude.

max has a major god complex obviously but like. it is bad. it is BAD.

mark, despite being married to her, calls graces mom ‘mother’

graces mom also wears butterfly clips

richies side eye the second steph walks over im DECEASED.

richie looks so horrified by steph touching him

cooler than him tune plays when they walk into the boys bathroom

richie side-eyes people a lot

“steph-an-ie”

pete’s “grace 🙄” i love him hes so bitchy

hatchet town tune plays in the bg a lot

richie naruto runs into the waylon place

richie is VERY excited by the plan “WE’LL MAKE HIM SHIT HIS PANTS 😁”

petes a marvel nerd. he does both the hulk and spidermans gestures

richie is ruths wingman confirmed

richie fiddles with the little tassles on petes jacket

max is very good at puns

will is scarily good at sounding like blood is coming out of his mouth

pete has a very short temper

grace actively cheers for ruth after she cuts off max’s nips

stacy calls richie “mr. lipschitz”. for some reason.

THE HARMONIES IN GO GO NIGHTHAWKS ARE SO GOOD

richie calls jason jace :(( /pos

“theyre my bros for life” they said ONE nice thing to you get some standards i BEG

richies face immeidately dropping as soon as max says “richieee”

richies wearing 4 layers on top and a pair of shorts. transgender.

max’s blood is sparkly.

max shakes his hand after touching richie

max thinks people in the smoke club are cool

max locks the door on richie

he does the choreo from thriller by michael jackson

richies squeal after max makes him fall

max is heavy projecting onto richie

max seems genuinely pissed when richie says ‘im not a loser.’ he only chills when richie says ‘please don’t kill me’.

he taunts richie by calling him his actual name. he never called richie his real name, only shit-lips. false sense of security type shit.

#starkid #nerdy prudes must die #npmd

[readerxxandxx]

Seto Kaiba, you charming Bastard…

Seems like rich boys with hearts buried deep, deep, deep down are your thing! I both congratulate you and send kindest condolences as well for your taste. But I think you know what you are getting yourself into with this man. And it’s worth it to you…because you get: 

Seto is surly especially in the morning. Especially if things aren’t perfect. And he will let everyone in the vicinity know about it except you. He barely acknowledges your presence or at least verbally. He brushes past you to get things, lingers a bit long each time. But no words. Not until he’s properly caffeinated and seems less likely to strip wallpaper with his sharp tone. 

Visual cues are easier than verbal acknowledgements. He will do things to show that he cares in what he does rather than what he says. The proof is there and you just have to see it. He sees you browsing certain shops for things? You can bet you will be getting parcels of whatever you were looking at or suddenly Kaiba corp is manufacturing them and you absolutely have to test this out and keep the tester, of course. It just makes sense from a business standpoint to branch out…

Somehow you will always have your favorite snacks and drinks around. Like it’s almost creepy how often they show up. And you don’t even have to worry about buying anything. Cupboards seem to just restock themselves.

In public it’s harder to see but he’ll stand closer to you than anyone else, brush against you or lean into your space. Nothing that anyone else will see but you will know. He trusts you close. 

Trust that Seto’s nicknames might come off as a bit of an insult but there will always be a tone that you will come to recognize. So a partner being more into books and culture will be ‘bookworm’ or ‘dweeb’ but it will always have a softer emphasis. And heaven forbid he hear someone else call you that because those are fighting words and he will throw down. 

While Seto is very much into keeping a certain reputation, if it matters to you then it matters to him. So if you want a quiet picnic somewhere, you best believe that it will happen. He will be flexible when it comes to your wants because seeing you light up at the sight of the scenery or the basket (no matter how rustic) is worth his own unease and misgivings.

Keep in mind that this man has very different ways of responding to things based on his level of care. For some people, he’ll stand and watch them set on fire seeing a nearby hose or extinguisher and say nothing and then there are those he will go out of his way to look after. So if you are in the latter, consider yourself very lucky because he is very difficult to soften in such ways. 

If you are dear to him then know that your battles will always be his and he will always strive to finish them. And woe be to whoever is bothering you because he will destroy them, their life’s work, their future generation’s chances, hell their past relatives will suffer, too. Seto is very thorough about his revenge.

If you get sick in the beginning of your relationship then not to worry you are in good hands because he only employs the very best. However, if you get sick and he’s the only one allowed to tend you then know you’ve made it because not only is it something that will get him potentially sick and dirty, it’s intimate in ways. He wants to be at your side and wants your comfort to be seen by him alone. 

If you have a bad day then you better be prepared to be pampered with whatever it takes to make you feel better. He’ll have made sure to investigate to be sure all the facts are there but there will be less mechanics in the fact that he will be the one to tuck the blanket on you. Want a specific icecream or snack? You got it. And more than that, he’ll be right there watching over you. If you just need to be, he’ll do work but you will always be touching him because it’ll be as much for you as it is for him. 

Commission 1 of 2 for @lovecorekirby for Seto Kaiba and friend your taste is spectacular if not a big adventurous so best of luck! But I think you have more than the Heart of the Cards on your side. :) 

#Seto Kaiba x Reader #GN Reader #x Reader

[magenta-embers]

Hi! Nice to read you.

I've been in Tumblr for years, and this is the first time I send a message. I mostly use this app to read, and I'm usually just a ghost because I don't comment or anything else besides read, lol.

Well, the reason I felt like I needed to send you a message is because this channel of yours is new and I have read all your posts so far and I am absolutely intrigued to read more from you in the future because you already made me laugh a few times plus you have a psychology degree and although I don't have one because funny enough, I hated reading so much when I took psychology classes that I couldn't fathom getting that degree.

I do have a way with humans that is not common with the bast majority. I'm very intuitive and empathic as well, which makes my interactions with people deeper than I sometimes would like it to be. But that's a different story... I digress...

I found BTS this year because of K-Dramas. All of a sudden, I don't know how my Instagram went from KDramas to BTS. They are all over my explore feed, lol.

(Well it's not that difficult for IG to full my feed with them since once you like KDrama stuff, the whole South Korea country shows up in the algorithm lol, I just find it funny, sorry again I digress...)

The way I got to "meet" BTS was with the Run Episodes mini Reels in IG. Again, they are all over my feed. So eventually I found out they sing, and found a song I liked, searched it up, found out it was from them, got obsessed with the song, and now I have a few more that I like a lot so far.

I do not consider myself an Army, and I don't think I ever will. I do think BTS is absolutely talented and great performers and I may like more songs in the future if I go over all the albums because so far their songs find me in reels and that's how I have come to like the ones I do. But I do think the fandom is very toxic in my opinion, I'm not saying that all the people in there are, but overall from all the experience I have so far from them, that's the feeling I get as of now from most of the fandom. so I don't see myself connecting that far.

I like all the members. They each have something that I like about them, but what I have come to find out is that Jimin is out of this word. I don't know what that man has, but for God's sake, he can get people obsessed if they are not careful.

Do I consider myself a PJM? No.

However, the man can convert me at any minute to be honest, and I won't notice.

Well, my main reason to write to you is because although I've known about them in more detail the past few months, I'm really new to them. The past month, I got to know what shipping means, and like you, the first thing I saw on Instagram was the JK and TH one. I did not understand what was the romantic side of the videos I was being shown because I couldn't see anything beyond a great friendship. Then, I don't know how, but a video of JM and JK showed up. It was a compilation of them staring at each other and another one of JK walking to any direction JM was going to, and let me tell you...

I felt like I was spying on a couple that were in their private room and I just happened to be in the closet looking through a small hole because I got trapped there before they showed up and shut the door and I could get out. I FELT SO INTRUSIVE THAT IT MADE ME TURN MY HEAD SIDEWAYS MORE THAN ONCE, like I shouldn't be watching such a intimacy without consent. JESUS!!!

The feelings were deep. Let me tell you that much.

So, I, as a romantic person that loves LOVE and anything related to that, such as movies, and again K-Drama, well... I came to Tumblr to investigate this situation, hahahaha... and let's just say that in the past 2 weeks, I have consumed an insane amount of BTS shipping posts than what I would be proud to admit. It's very bad, I need a break. But I'm a binge watcher, and the content seems infinite (WOW), I'm the type of person that watches a K-dramma in one sitting because I can't do it anyway else.

Well, I have told you too much irrelevant sh*t sorry lol

My reason for the message was because I would like to read more posts of JM and JK from the perspective of people that that have follow them for a while and watch original content and express their thoughts on what they see and why they think of them as they do because of what they see.

I am interested in reading how people evaluate what they see without my personal thoughts about what I see as bias. I have been finding the posts I have read like that entertaining. But unfortunately the past weeks as well most of the things I see is people asking bogglers why they think JM and JK are still together and a constant fighting about recent things like video leaks, JK meeting too much with his friends but no with JM, this or that, and it's getting boring seeing these bloggers intelligence wasted on those questions.

My opinion is this: I won't assume they are a couple unless they say so (highly unlikely) or when definite proof gets leaked or posted by Dispatch or something like that. (Which I really hope it never happens, they don't deserve an outing like that if they are not ready) but I find it very concerning that these so called fans, and shippers just want proof that they are together so bad, that they don't care how that proof gets to them, which may hurt their so called bias. That's honestly SICK behavior! And then they wonder why people joke that BTS fandom is full of 12 years old. Again, I digress...

So, as I was saying, I won't assume they are a couple because I respect people, and I don't want to assume their sexuality or relationship. But I don't judge those who assume in a respectful way, I just personally don't want to cross that line.

In my personal opinion, they make me feel like they have feelings for each other and that they are aware of them. Have they crossed the sex line yet? Maybe.

The vibe I get is that they are aware of their feelings towards each other and might be scared to cross that line for the sake of their friendship or the group. Though, that doesn't stop them from being as physical as they show to be on screen.

They're like, "we know we have feelings for each other, we won't cross the sex line, but we will play with fire." And one thing is for sure in this life, intimacy goes beyond the sex act.

They are probably more intimate than what sex could make them be. I don't even know how to explain it in a coherent way to those who just see sex as the way of being fully intimate.

Also, I don't know why people have to assume that they are gay if they are proven to be with each other. I can never get disappointed enough of humans and their limited intelligence, like sometimes two people have a connection so strong that even if they have been only in a heterosexual relationship their whole lives, and there was this one instace where they were in a homosexual one, it automatically doesn't mean the person is part of the LGBTQ+ community, it's just means that there was a person, possibly what they would consider their "soul mate" that happen to be their same sex. But otherwise they have only been attracted to the opposite sex and will find themselves only attracted to the opposite sex if that person no longer exist in the picture, because they will never feel somethig like that again.

I've seen it, that's why I get mad when people don't see that, in this world there's so much that can be possible without putting a pre-existing LGBTQ+ label on it, that's why there's a + in it I guess. But AGAIN, I digress...

Now, even if JM and JK come out saying that they never have had anything going on, that they are with other people in a relationship or whatever else. I won't ever doubt that they had feelings for each other up to 2023. That much I am sure of, no matter the outcome of their relationship. These two had a mini encounter on a live a few days ago, and they both malfunctioned at one point lol they don't know how to control themselves.

But I just wanted to say that I hope you share more of your thoughts of what you see and saw on content where they are part of, like the youtube video you shared, (which I will watch once I have almost 3 hours to spare because once I start that, I won't stop until it's done lol) so I hope to read your opinions on those contents, your thought process as you watch those things. That would be entertaining for me as a new person viewing this shipping world, and those new like me that want to read stuff like that as entertainment or to learn more about them.

People here write as if all the readers are old in the BTS world or, more specifically, the Jikook world and not all of us are. I caught you doing some comments like that too so far, like "if you know you know," or like "you know what I am talking about," and I'm like... "But I don't know, I want to know but don't know lol" so I'm left clueless lol

Please, I hope that if you are here for a long run, remember that people like me will always exist and we may find your blog in our way to discovery and won't know sh*t lol. Also, I hope you tag more words so your posts are easier to find for people like me. Like when a post is about Jikook, you can also tag JM and JK tags since it is about them anyway. I was just following the Jimin tag, and now I will follow the Jikook one because some posts don't make it to the Jimin tag even tho the post includes him. But you may have your reasons, so it's totally fine if you don't.

Sorry for the long message. It's my first one ever, and I took it seriously, apparently lol.

I'm a millennial, I use lol a lot...

Att: The LOL Millennial

P.S. Any possible grammar/spelling mistakes are expected for my old age lol, thank you :)

God, I love a good, long message. Hi! Hope you don't mind me sharing your story and thoughts. It was a good read! I've also been a lurker until recently.

I'll try to respond in order.

"But I do think the fandom is very toxic in my opinion, I'm not saying that all the people in there are, but overall from all the experience I have so far from them, that's the feeling I get as of now from most of the fandom. so I don't see myself connecting that far."

It is absolutely okay to be a casual fan. It's healthier even. About the fandom, it's big enough to be a country, and as we know, a country holds many perspectives, personalities, religions, opinions, factions, moral/political alignments, criminals, and creeps, but also mostly just regular folk trying to make it through the day. That's how I see ARMY. It's simply too massive for everyone to get along. I think the toxicity has gotten much worse since the solo era started and the fandom is more divided than ever.

However, I believe that once BTS returns as a group, all of the garbage that's happened or been said this year will be forgotten. Solo projects have rotted the fandom's brains and yet were absolutely vital to the artistic growth of each member. It's a necessary evil, and BTS will be way, way stronger for it. We, the regular folk here, just keep our heads down and weather the storm. Amazing things are coming.

"But unfortunately the past weeks as well most of the things I see is people asking bogglers why they think JM and JK are still together and a constant fighting about recent things like video leaks, JK meeting too much with his friends but no with JM, this or that, and it's getting boring seeing these bloggers intelligence wasted on those questions."

We're getting a lot more fan interaction from the members during this hiatus than I thought we would. So it was surprising to me to see people whining about Jimin and Jungkook not posting about each other enough. Some people seem to think those two need to communicate solely via public social media otherwise they hate each other. Some people have entire narratives on how/when/why jikook broke up based on the stupidest shit you can imagine. As I said, solo era has been painful. My brain cells are dropping like flies.

"but I find it very concerning that these so called fans, and shippers just want proof that they are together so bad, that they don't care how that proof gets to them, which may hurt their so called bias."

Because to them Jungkook and Jimin are dolls to smash together while making kissy sounds. They just want to "win" their little ship war. As far as I'm concerned, there is no war because jikook is an actual possibility and the others are not. End of story. Any explicit "proof" getting out would be disastrous for them at this point in time.

"In my personal opinion, they make me feel like they have feelings for each other and that they are aware of them. Have they crossed the sex line yet? Maybe.

The vibe I get is that they are aware of their feelings towards each other and might be scared to cross that line for the sake of their friendship or the group. Though, that doesn't stop them from being as physical as they show to be on screen."

I think this was pretty much my opinion too until I started my deep dive and observing the timeline. The "state" of them of being aware of their feelings for each other but hesitant was late 2015/first half of 2016, in my personal timeline, it's one of the big shifts I saw. Their relationship has several developments after that too. So if they're currently in a romantic/sexual relationship, they have been for years. If they're not, then it's not likely to happen.

"in this world there's so much that can be possible without putting a pre-existing LGBTQ+ label on it"

Sexuality is a spectrum and people shouldn't have to define themselves if there is no label that quite fits. The more labels and distinctions we make, the more we box people in and become less inclusive. Jimin could be bi, Jungkook could be gay, but we don't know. We can't know. What I do know is that they really find each other really, really attractive.

"But I just wanted to say that I hope you share more of your thoughts of what you see and saw on content where they are part of, like the youtube video you shared"

Thank you for your support! That's the plan! It was painful to be so undetailed in the intro post.

"People here write as if all the readers are old in the BTS world or, more specifically, the Jikook world and not all of us are. I caught you doing some comments like that too so far, like "if you know you know," or like "you know what I am talking about," and I'm like... "But I don't know, I want to know but don't know lol" so I'm left clueless lol"

I know that's annoying, it was for me as well when I was starting my journey. But the "if you know you know" stuff I'm referring to is pics/info that leaked and we weren't supposed to see. More "evidence' I suppose. Nothing that would ruin their lives, obviously, but far far more telling than any dumbass clip/pic we've gotten for their other dating "rumors." Maybe you've already seen them. I'm not going to gatekeep these things, since they're out there anyway and you can find them, but you can reach out to me if you'd like and I can tell you in private.

"Also, I hope you tag more words so your posts are easier to find for people like me. Like when a post is about Jikook, you can also tag JM and JK tags since it is about them anyway."

The reason I didn't tag them individually is because solos, akgaes, and taekookers (jk tag) lurk in those tags and they're eye-twitchingly annoying. Especially right now.

Nonny, thank you so much for listening to my story and sharing yours. It was lovely to wake up to. I appreciate the interest a lot. I hope to hear from you in the future!

E.

#jikook

[miscellaneoussmp]

I should be writing something fluffy, but this idea won't leave me alone. Companion fic to [this one]! Here's the story of a set of twins meeting The Grim Reaper (cw/tw: blood/death/violence throughout, general Cellbit fuckery):

It was a game, not a tragedy. This was a game to be played and won and survived. It's a game and how they play works. They're alive, hearts still beating in their chests. It works. They're surviving. Soft cries of not wanting to play this game anymore get hidden until it's dark. It's just a game. Chasing after another person like hungry pack animals. They're starving. A person means food for both of them, brother and sister.

He couldn't tell you what exactly happened once the chase was over. Blood filled his mouth and stained his hands. Fed. He'll survive another day. She couldn't tell you what happened once the chase was over. The bread stolen off the body was stale. It was edible. She'll survive another day. The chase was over. They survived. How they play this game works. It works. It always has. This is when they notice a tall figure in between the trees. There's a white knuckle grip on a knife and a shakey hold on a sword. Would this be the end of the game? No, the figure wasn't there for the siblings. The figure was here for a soul. He explains to his sister that they aren't in danger for now. The young duo watched in amazement as the soul was ripped from a body.

The reaper starts asking questions about the siblings. It was a curious situation. The question about their names was only answered with a shake of his head. They were never given names. They were referred to, of course, with words that weren't truly names. Bother and Sister, Blood and Fear, Feral Cat and Wild Dog, just to name a few. The reaper asked how old they were. This time, she speaks up; Quinze. Fifteen, he explains to the reaper. The reaper seemed upset? with the answer. Why's that? Nobody ever seemed upset before, even when it was being screamed at them. Then, the reaper asked a question that seemed pretty obvious. Are they siblings? Of course they are. Cut from the same cloth, sharing the same blood, stolen from the same home, and playing the same game. Their nods were almost completely in sync.

They turned the questions on the hooded figure. His name is Bad, but people call him all sorts of things, kind of like the siblings. Bad, Grim Reaper, a saint, a demon, just to say a few. Bad liked to dodge questions, he noticed as he repeated his sister's questions. Bad dodged questions about where he's from and how old he is. He offered bread. The loaf seemed fresh, not stale, edible, like real food. He thinks it's just to shut them up. He doesn't take it. The metallic taste on his lips is more than enough. She does take it. Staring at Bad through her ash blonde hair, as she does so. The bread seems fine. She's too hungry to care either way.

Bad is still there by the time neither sibling could fight the urge to sleep anymore. Both rest against a tree, with weapons resting but ready. When both awake, once again, the sun is high in the sky again. This has been the longest they've ever slept in one sitting.

Cellbit couldn't believe it when he saw Bad on the island. He joked that he finally had a name to share and that he had been doing well, with a proper job as an investigator. He thanked Bad for his kindness all those years ago. He ignores the way Bad looks at him with confusion and a bit of pity. The young teen that still lives in him hates that look, he hates that look since he knows he's missing something.

Bagi couldn't believe that despite being stuck here too, Bad was being kind to her. She told him about her pacifism, and they argued lightly and playfully about it. She chose to ignore the way Bad looked at her with a look of recognition and a bit of pity. The young teen that is hidden within her lives for that look, she lives for that look because it means she's remembered.

#qsmp #qsmp drabble #qsmp fanfiction (sorta) #qsmp badboyhalo #qsmp cellbit #qsmp bagi #am i gonna let go of the siblings headcanon? nope. #theyre siblings your honor #something about this trio makes my brain go brr #hope yall enjoy!! i had so much fun with this!!