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hawkinsuniversity · 2 years

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𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐭. 𝟑

series summary : when fionna brings you home one night the gallaghers are unsure of how to react, however, if there is one thing they are sure of, it is how much they each want a turn with you.

series warning : this series is going to contain extremely explicit and smutty content and is quite literally the most shameless thing you may ever read. this series is mainly going to consist of smut and content discussing poly relationships.

pairing : ian gallagher x fem!reader

warnings : mentions of a hangover, swearing, blow job, oral sex (male receiving), basically just a ton of oral smut

9:03 am (y/n’s perspective)

sunlight peered in through the opened blinds that were posititoned across the room from me.

i was laying on a queen sized matress that had been pushed up against one of the walls in a small, dark, quiet room.

the window that lay across from me provided barely enough light to see, but from what i

could tell the matress was the only peice of furniture in the room.

every once in a while i heard a voice or loud noise come from downstairs but for the most part i was laying in complete silence.

i didnt remember much from the day before. just waking up hungover and then having sex with a man in the kitchen downstairs.

so pretty much the same bullshit as usual.

i didnt remember being brought upstairs so i must have been asleep when that happened.

i noticed my hair was freshly washed and body was clean. i was no longer wearing my skimpy black dress, but was now wearing an oversized, grey nirvana t-shirt with a pair of red lace panties.

suddenly the door on the right side of the room swung open.

a redheaded male abruptly entered the room with a tray that carried an assortment of foods.

“hello.” the man said awkwardly.

he walked over to me and placed the tray on the floor beside the matress.

“hi.” i responded quietly.

“whats your name?” he asked

“y/n.” i quickly replied.

“hi y/n. i’m ian.” he kindly introduced. “do you remember much from the past couple days?”

“no.” i told him. “where’s dave?”

“dave? you mean your pimp? he’s gone y/n. he was trying to sell you into sex slavery and prostitution a few night ago. my older sister fiona bought you off of him to prevent that.” ian informed me.

“bought?! what the fuck!” i screamed.

“i know everythings kinda foggy and confusing right now but we are going to get everything sorted out. dont worry.” the redhead reassured.

had dave really sold me? what the fuck!

i needed to find a way out of this house and fast. i had no clue what was going on but i knew i wasn’t gonna sit around and wait to find out.

suddenly the door swung open again and another man walked in. i instantly recognized him as the man from last night.

“hey.” he said to me as he smirked with a smug expression plastered across his face.

“fiona wants to see you downtairs.” he informed ian.

“k. will you sit with her?” ian responded.

“ya of course.” the man replied.

and with that ian left the room leaving me and the other man alone together.

i didn’t remember much about last night but i definitely knew what had happened between us.

“you sleep well?” the man asked me.

“fine.” i said coldly.

“good.. good.. good.” he rambled “so um im lip. look im not sure if you really remember but uh i was the one who brought you upstairs and put you to bed last night.”

“we had sex.” i stated bluntly.

he scratched the back of his head in discomfort.

“yea.. uhh… we did. look, i don’t know how much you remember but i was not in the best head space last night and was really stressed out, so… im sorry if i hurt you in any way or upset you at all.” lip apologized.

“i dont really care. im used to it.” i responded harshly.

“oh right the whole prostitution thing.” lip said. “that uh — that really sucks. im sorry.”

“thanks.” i whispered under my breath so that it was barely audiable.

just then ian entered the room once more and sat down at the foot of the matress i was laying on.

“haven’t eaten yet?” he asked while looking over at lip.

“im not hungry.” i mumbled.

“you should eat.” ian replied.

“ok.” i responded softly.

“well uh… i should be heading to work now.” lip finally chimed in.

“ok, ill stay here with y/n.” ian told him before turning back towards me.

“that ok with you?” he asked.

“yea whatever.” i said.

“ok, well uh if you two are good then i should head out.” lip said as he slowly backed out of the room and closed the door behind him.

me and ian looked back at one another as he gestured towards my food.

“can you gonna eat now?” he asked as i rolled my eyes and reluctantly picked up the tray of food.

2:12pm

“iannnn” i whined from upstairs.

i had eaten my breakfast and then gone downstairs to watch some tv but came back up about an hour ago to take a nap.

“yes y/n?” he called back as he walked up the stairs.

“come hereeee.” i yelled as he walked into the room.

“whats up y/n?” he asked while crossing his arms over his cheast.

“im bored.” i announced while looking up at him with big doe eyes.

“well what do you wanna do?” ian inquired.

“hmm…” i pretended to think “i want attention.” i said assertively.

i had only known ian for a few hours but he had been very nice and constantly was making sure i was comfortable, which i really appreciated considering all of the assholes ive delth with before.

“you have my full attention.” ian responded to me sarcastically.

“no. come here.” i said while crossing my arms over my cheast to mimick him.

ian slowly walked closer to the top of the matress and sat down beside my head.

“what do you need y/n?” he asked while looking down at me.

“just sit here with me.” i replied quietly.

“ok.” ian mumbled while swinging his legs onto the matress and looking down at me.

“hi.” i whispered while making intense eye contact with the red head.

“hi.” he responed while looking contently into my e/c eyes.

i quickly flipped over onto my stomach and rested my chin on ians left thigh.

“i wanna do somethinggg” i whined.

“what is it you wanna do?” he asked while laughing at my childlessnesses.

“i dont know.” i said. “something funnnnn” i giggled while climbing onto ians lap.

ian started laughed hysterically and stroked the back of my hair.

suddenly i felt his entire body stiffin under me and his hands fly to my waist to slightly lift me off of him.

“sorry.” he apologized sincerely. “i cant really control when it happens.”

i looked down to realize why he reacted the way he did. there was a large tent in his grey sweatpants now and he looked around nervously waiting for my response.

“its ok. not your fault.” i said kindly, trying to make him feel better.

slowly ian started lifting me off of his lap more before i stopped him suddenly.

“what?” he asked.

“well… um… do you need me to take care of that for you?” i replied quietly while avoiding eye contact.

“y/n… i’m gay.. i don’t mean to make things awkward but…” he started.

“no! i didn’t mean like did you need me to take care of that in a romantic way or a hooking up way… i meant… in a.. professional way. you know?” i asked trying to get my point across.

“what do you mean?” ian inquired, clearly still confused.

“i mean… its kinda my job.” i said. “i wouldn’t mind… i mean i’ve jerked off way worse guys then you.”

“USED to be your job.” ian corrected me. “and i don’t wanna take advantage of you just cause you used to be a prostitute.”

“you wouldn’t be taking advantage… im fine with it. but if you dont want me too…” i trailed off before slowly taking myself off ians lap.

“wait!” he stopped me.

grabbing my hips and pulling me back down onto his lap he looked into my eyes contently.

“you’d do this for me just this once?” he asked.

“we wouldn’t need to say anything about it ever again.” i reassured.

ian looked me up and down before slowly nodding his head and grabbing my left hand to guide it towards his sweatpants.

i gently touched his erection through his grey sweatpants and started fiddling with the waist band to pull them down.

i took his boner in my hands and leaned down slowly to wrap my lips around the tip.

ian groaned and threw his head back in pleasure.

i swirled my tounge around the tip of his hard member and started to gradually pump his cock with both hands.

“mhmm y/n that feels so good.” ian moaned.

“i told you im a professional.” i giggled before taking more of him in my mouth.

i had half of his dick down my throat while my hands rapidly pumped the other half.

i continued to speed up the movements of my hands while bobbing my head up and down.

ian had my h/c hair in a loose grip behind my head and was running his other hand up and down my back gently.

he continued to moan in pleasure as i put even more of him into my mouth.

my eyes slowly started tearing up and i felt myself gag around him as i shoved the rest of his cock into my mouth.

“good girl” ian praised while i looked up at him.

while making direct eye contact i continued to bob my head back and forth as his moans got louder and louder.

“fuck that feels good.” he groaned.

suddenly i felt ians dick twitch in my mouth and i instantly knew how close he was.

i started to bob my head even faster as tears streamed down my face.

within seconds ian was shooting his load down my throat while i quickly lapped all of the cum that had spilled out of my mouth.

“fuck.” ian muttered as i gently took him out of my mouth.

i stared at him waiting for some sort of further reaction.

“jesus christ that was amazing y/n. come here.” ian said to me while opening his arms and motioning for me to come cuddle up next to him.

i moves back onto his lap and felt his arms wrap around me protectively.

“you wanna do something fun now?” ian asked me with a raised eyebrow.

“that wasn’t fun?” i asked him cockily.

“hahaha no it definitely was. you are definitely a professional.” he responded while laughing.

“well good.” i smirked up at him proudly.

and with that ian stroked my hair once more before kissing the top of my head.

“get some more sleep y/n, ok?” he said while looking down.

“ok.” i whispered back before closing my eyes and falling asleep in his arms.

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poopingonthefloor · 1 year

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youu sshhould tell some headcanons u got for jack dave n henry if u want ofc

OK SURE! *glass shattering sound* (Some of these are not "headcanons" or are technically implied to be canon but im just going to list all of my specific perceptions regarding the character)

Long list down bellow. vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv

-Dave and Jack both have adhdtism and borderline personality disorder. (((I also want to use this opportunity to apologize for any previous ignorance/rudeness i may have responded with before I'm a bitch but erm I am improving. so yeh also yeah i can definitely see Jack being autistic now too which i know i said i dont really see. it turns out my symptoms i projected onto him were also autistic symptoms so um...))) -Jack is a dog person, Dave doesnt have an animal prefrence but dogs suit him the best because he's dependent and sensitive and dogs love unconditionally, Henry has no feelings about animals however he dislikes dogs in particular. -Henry likes cartoon bears the best though. only cartoon versions.

-I imagine Dave as a child wasn't necessarily BULLIED by other orphans but he was treated poorly and excluded. Adult carers would try to befriend him but he was a "problem child" as a kid and didn't comprehend human boundaries (he never learned) so he made adults uncomfortable too. -I stole this one but if Dave was a cat he'd be a lykoi. henry would be a maine coon (jack is a default shorthair but i give him folded ears sometimes for fun) -My Dave was born purple (and also Henry is born pink) for reasons similar to Doggo's "why is henry's eyes evil" explanation. It's just different ways of their "evil" manifesting -- Dave's eyes are normal as a child however because obviously he isnt "evil" as a child, I imagine his soul is just weird and that he's never been fully normal. (because I'm not a fan of "x character if bad thing never happened" worlds where the character is basically just a normal person. Like its just more interesting if they were always an outcast/unusual from birth. Also it just makes more sense for Dave's character since he is never shown to be normal in any way even in the flipside LOL....also because Dave is often described as "not exactly human")

-Henry however just quickly grew to be jaded and resentful of anyone and anything living. Either from his dad or just that being his personality (but I prefer both). He wasn't outcast and he got along with people when he felt like it but he just hated everyone. -However I imagine Henry always had a childish side to him that enjoys more cartoon artistry and performance. -Henry and Dave gesture similarly when expressing excitement/enthusiasm, though Henry gestures very little most of the time. Henry either expresses exaggeratedly and cartoonishly (but comes across condescending) or not at all.

-Jack likes to watch TV but Dave does not and finds sitting still and watching pictures on a screen boring. (Though certain movies/shows are an exception) -Back when Dave still had simple desires/pleasures (before the lobotomy) he always wanted to have a pet but animals always hated him (because he didn't know how to handle them gently).

-Henry has no romantic or sexual desires whatsoever. He had a wife and child simply because Martha confidently expressed interest on him and he decided to lie to her. The only motive really involved was the societal standard of having a family/having a kid to continue his legacy (but henry didn't really need that to spread his didnt he lol..)

-Alongside that Dave is pansexual and Jack is bisexual (with a prefrence to men) but those are obvious -Dave appears stiff however can contort his body disturbingly (flexible), Jack is normal and appears in great condition for a corpse... (mostly due to makeup (nail polish emoji))

Ok thats all for now so I don't make this post longer than LONG. thank you for asking my headcanons though. ^__^ I love being crazy and sharing my opinions!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#feel free to ask for more whenever #or if you have any suggestions you can send those (though i wont answer them unless I am particularly interested by it)#Dsaf #davesport #dave miller #jack kennedy #henry miller #william afton #old sport #dayshift at freddys #dayshift at freddy's #ask

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yifftwiceplz · 6 months

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sup im dave and i beat that dipshit game so don't ask me anything about it, my pronouns are he/him or whatever's funny

due to circumstances such as not legally existing in my current OR home universe as well as constant time travel and universe jumps i don't know precisely how old i am at any given point so you could be talking to me as a teen while also talking to me as an old man in a different tab, welcome to interdimensional twitter where the metrics are inflated and time don't matter

i like pretty much anything that is cool or catches my attention for longer than 3 seconds but in particular i like dead shit in jars, photography, movies that are so bad they're good, and recently housecleaning and organizing tips which i admit is lame except having a clean kitchen is not lame

clowns/juggalos DNFI

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letter from the editor:

dave strider rp blog; takes place over a period of several years. mostly SFW but not always. anything after act 7 isn't real to me he's just living a regular life now. please don't assume same universe without asking he owns the interdimensional rights to interdimensional twitter so he trolls people across the omniverse

"but this is tumblr" it IS but he is using twitter and sometimes his posts get filtered through to different sites in different universes in doomed twitter timelines (like this one)

ooc info | rules page | relationships (wip) | tag nav

#editor's note #pinned

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ghoulbread · 7 months

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TMC characters getting transported to Moominvalley would be such a breath of fresh air for them (quite literally in some cases... thatcher im staring directly at you)

i cant think of HOW they would get there, but i feel like they would sorta. stumble down a hill and realize theyre no longer in Mandela County, Wisconsin.

all the characters that have died (jonah, dave lee, mark and cesar, ruth, etcetc) would be revived, because im NOT leaving them out. thered be either a heartfelt reunion and*/or a weird, awkward "i dont really know you, do i?" reunion (* is for mark and sarah)

the revived would have scars where their fatal wounds would be. theyd wear their usual outfits, to really cement in that they are Not supposed to be here. all of them would be their current selves, so adam would be all alternate-y... (hes not the most terrifying thing in moomin valley by a long shot)

theyd all kinda. congregate around each other, figuring out what to do and where to go. mark would sort of... distance himself from cesar. its not that he doesnt like his friend, its just that his death (that hes now suddenly revived from) traumatized him. cesar understands.

snufkin, wanderer as he is, comes across the group. he's surprised by how many... mumriks? there are. (humans dont really exist in the moominvalley universe...closet is mumriks, which snufkin and joxter are)

he leads them to the moomin house, where the tmc cast get Scared cuz like. little my decides to appear out of nowhere. its a whole thing.

adam gets the Most attention cuz hes all grey and melty and WEIRD so they keep asking What he is, if hes a Mumrik hybrid, whats with the grey skin, etc (most are Little My's prodding. Snufkin drags her away to let Adam breathe)

Moominmama is out in the garden, and Moomintroll runs to greet Snufkin... and... a gaggle of mumriks? in odd clothing...

all of them are terrified of the Moomin's because uhm. big hippo-like creatures are TALKING. aninmals arent supposed to TALK.

there are... so many scnarios. @localvoidcat pspspspsps thanks for the inspo in that one reblog chain. im rotating them in my mind

#long post

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moonlightsmasquerade · 5 months

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Okay , Swap Sub bad ending ( and being cryptic ) time!

My idea is that maybe the other deep ones are able to get Evie to remember her past existence as one of them before replacing the real Evelin , and that's when her humanity slips off .

Ruth was looking for Evie after she just vanished from her house , and unfortunately becomes Evie's first victim in a long while . Dave had been chasing after Ruth to prevent her from going too close to the water , and Evelin attacks him too , but he survives! Though not without losing something : his eyes , so now he wears his sunglasses 24/7 to hide the fact that he's blind .

It's after seeing Ruth's corpse and what Evelin has become , and having been told the whole story by Six not too long ago , that Adam probably has a full blown emotional meltdown . Maybe the deep ones already saw him as Six's "student" in becoming a worshipper , so maybe they're confused on why Adam is crying and screaming when he was supposed to be rejoicing along with them .

"Sweet child , why do you weep?"

The towns are overtaken just like planned , and seeing that the "miracle of God" that he believed in so much did not come to pass at all , I think Mark would give up and finally go into the water .

"We're so happy you've finally joined us , Mark! Cesar and Sarah have been waiting for you!"

I agree that Jonah would run the heck away while he still had time , but you know who else I think would leave? Mrs. Torres and Lynn . It was probably Adam who convinced his mom to flee without him , because he no longer wanted her to be scared for him seeing as his mental health declines .

"Distraught at the sight of her broken son"

After the whole indoctrination and reluctant follower stuff those two anons pulled up , I came up with something . Adam still becomes the "evil fish priest" , mimicking how charming and persuasive the deep ones are when they're pretending to be a human person , but he's doing all of this out of fear of death , but also because he wants to try and do something right for Evelin , since he's still in denial that she was a monster all along . Denial is the first stage of grief after all .

Of course , Six would have preferred if Adam believed what he preached himself rather than doing all of this reluctantly , but it's better than nothing he supposes . Speaking of the ugly motherfucker , he sort of "retires" after some time once Adam begins preaching the worship of the deep ones , but he's still around , looming behind his boy as a reminder not to try anything funny . Adam likes when his once father figure ruffles his hair or hugs him , even though he's aware it's all just tricks to keep him under control . He is just too touch starved to care at times . ( Inspired by the "We have given you , O Adam" passage from Oration on Human Dignity , by Giovanni della Mirandola )

"We have given you , O Adam , protection for as long as you live as our prophet , from whatever harm may come your way , as your mortal eyes and soul are too blind to see them as we old ones do . By your own human nature you are still free to do as you please when not using our word , but you are cursed to remember that you are forever bound to our will and your existence forever chained to ours"

As one last thing on the more wholesome note , Jonny could be a straight cat that Adam found and decided to adopt . He's basically like Adam and Dave's therapy cat . Didn't know where to put so I'll put it here : since Dave now needs near constant help because he's blind , Adam invited him to live together , so now it's traumatized boy and blind tired uncle figure living together with their therapy cat

No ending notes in this one , it's getting too long , so I guess you guys can ask whatever you want as compensation lmao

-Ace Anon

YEEEEAAAAA!!!!! Ooooooh man ADAM SENDING HIS MOM AWAY IM SOBBING and mark just.... AUGAHAH its very hard for me to articulate but I love this... So much

#submandela swap #SO GOOD ACE THIS IS AWESOME #augh RUTHHHHHHH #it all ends in TRAGEDY

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butchdykekondraki · 7 months

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i haven't heard of DSAF, please tell me!! super interested

oh im SO glad you asked short answer is that a man named jack kennedy teams up with dave miller/william afton to kill children and then hijinks ensue and jack ends up killing him after he finds out dave killed his sister back in the 1970s(?), OR dave kills children and jack helps the children's souls move on to the afterlife (and also he kills dave) there is, however, a much longer and more detailed explanation under the cut :-) (it's VERY long it's literally an entire timeline map of dsaf)

radical/aubergine/gnarly/bad ending timeline (yes it does really have that many names.)

>dr henry miller starts fredbears family diner with william afton/dave miller

>scott cawthon starts freddy fazbears pepperonerie (an obvious play on fredbears family diner) and it INFURIATES henry (and william because henrys angry)

>henry does fucked up experiments on william (lobotomizes him to some degree, takes out his organs, etc etc etc) in an effort to “cheat death” and become immortal

>henry manipulates william into killing children because it would "let them live out their happiest days forever" and william, due to growing up homeless and unhappy, whole-heartedly believes this because he has no reason not to trust henry (to his knowledge) >jack kennedy is springlocked in the backroom and henry and dave use his death to get away with the murders, particularly the murder of a girl named dee kennedy, by labeling him as the murderer who then died, only for “the real fredbear” (a god-like entity in the form of a yellow bear) to show up and revive him so long as he promises to save childrens souls. following this jack skips town to live with his brother, peter kennedy

>henry tells william about his dead son, david, and william imprints on this and uses the alias dave/david miller

>dave works at ffp and kills children there while henry kills children at ffd

>henry is murdered and ffd is bought out by ffp, leading dave to work at ffp

>dave meets jack at ffp and dave negotiates that since jack is a "clean slate" he should help him murder five children, jack agrees and they lure five kids to the backroom and kill them

>phone guy/steven gets suspicious and he and dave both frame jack and get him springlocked in his suit (or killed by the police, really it doesn’t matter which)

>in dsaf 2 its confirmed jack survived because he’s functionally immortal and they once again kill children, however this time phone guy 2/peter finds out about this and engages jack in battle, only for “the real fredbear” to show up and be furious at this and then immediately fight jack, to which jack wins and kills “the real fredbear”

>in dsaf 3 dave(trap) is found rotting away in a building by jack and goes on a monologue of how he "knew he wouldnt leave him alone" and jack takes him back to the freddys location that jack now owns (uncle jacks family diner or whatever its called)

>davetrap and jack kill children, phone guy 3 (harry/jake/roger depending on who you choose) flips and phone guy 3 calls jack a terrible person before leaving

>davetrap springlocks jack to give him "immortality" and they go to vegas, where davetrap goes on a brief rant about how he realized he was never happy because jack never knew who he "really was" and confesses to being william afton

>davetrap takes jack to his "fazbunker" (note this is just the same place as we see in fnaf sister location) and shows him a chest containing a red scarf and other memorabilia from murders he’s committed, and thus jack has a realization that this is his dead sister dee's scarf and comes to the correct conclusion that dave/william killed his younger sister and framed him back during the ffd days, leading him to murder dave

good end/saved end/”THE end”

>everything is the same as before but this time you decline everytime dave asks you to kill kids and instead work with dee/the puppet to save the children via the happiest day minigame

>jack finds davetrap rotting and declines taking him back to uncle jacks family diner and davetrap sobs and cries and yells about how he should've known he would do this to him and begins begging jack not to leave him alone, but of course jack does and he heads home

>jack goes into "the flipside" via an arcade machine and sees dave just kind of. chilling. jack is reasonably caught off guard and they have a talk where dave explains the flipside is where souls come to chill and that this first layer is based around the 70s-80s fazbenders locations >they scurry around in here for a while before a child’s ghost appears and they fight him before jack frees his soul (and dave comments on how it feels nice to free a soul)

>dave makes a portal (this is never explained btw.) and they head off to the second layer of the flipside to find more souls to free

>they scurry around the second layer of the flipside for a bit before pressing a button to open a door for the prize corner where dee is, where it’s then revealed she’s the puppet

>dee engages jack and dave in battle because she doesnt believe dave is "truly sorry" and thinks jack is making some sick joke at her expense

>jack explains to dave that dee is it’s sister and jack tells dee not to worry because dave’s changed. she does not believe this and so dave tells her his entire backstory to which dee decides he’s pathetic and that she’ll work with him to save the souls for the childrens sake

>jack fucks off back to the reality and does reality shenanigans like running his business

>he comes back and they go into a portal to the third floor which is designed around 80s-90s fazbenders locations. on the third floor we meet steven who’s just been there the entire time, and he INSTANTLY assumes they're there to kill him and makes them battle robots until they find him huddled in a corner. he rambles about how he’s unsaveable and they should just leave him and jack has to pull him from his spiral to tell him he’s still worth saving even if he was a bit of a dick to everyone

>dave makes another portal and they head down to the last level of the flipside and jack and dee remark about it being peters house and how weird that is because only jack and dee would remember that place >they wander around for a while before finding peter sitting in a room, to which he remarks about being a trap and this confuses everyone

>jack’s soul appears in the form of “blackjack”, who is taking the form of jack’s dead dog sparky. blackjack is enraged that jack even exists, believing himself to be “the real jack kennedy” to which they argue and blackjack mentions how he has henry sitting in a void for all eternity as torment, this INFURIATES everyone to which they all collectively go “?? dude no we need to Kill Him.” and blackjack is pissed about it but he decides that “ok fine they can kill henry” so long as he gets to join them >they fight henry and during it he takes down everyone by nitpicking their deepest insecurities, besides jack who then revives them all and they kill that bastard

>everyone leaves except for dave and jack and it’s revealed that since jack doesn’t have a soul inside him he cannot go with, so instead he gives blackjack off to dave so that he won’t be alone

>jack burns down his diner with him and every freddys animatronic inside and the plot of land is turned into a gravesite for william/dave, jack, dee, peter, and steven

#[ren]#obligatory dsaf tag #im just absolutely deranged about this series thank you for letting me rant about it hfgnfhg

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isogenderskitty · 2 years

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goofy sappy junedave thought/headcanon/little drabble under the cut :)

they’re watching a movie together all cuddled up, & june makes some easy offhand joke like “watch out dave i’m gonna dump you & go date [insert fictional character here] instead :B”

dave laughs but then his brain decides to remind him of the time june told him about everywhere she’s been with her zappy retcon powers, including the time she was inside a scene from con air for a second, and his thoughts start spiralling; could june just decide “fuck real life actually” one day and go make a new life in any universe she wanted, real or otherwise?? is that a thing that could happen? if he fucked up real bad, or she just got bored of him? or if someone proposed the classic “if you could live in any world…” hypothetical to her and she simply took it to its logical conclusion? god what the fuck is she even still doing here-

june notices dave got quiet all of a sudden, and asks him what’s wrong. she probably has to prod for a little while before he’ll tell her. when he does, she sighs in equal parts affection and exasperation, and sits up a little straighter (from where she was half laying down, snuggled into his side) to address his face properly.

“… dave... three things:”

“oh jesus that many huh. yeah thats fair. listen i know it was a dumb intrusive thought please just drop it egbert. drop it like its temperature is insanely fucking high and holding it any longer would-“

“listennnn!” she holds his face in her hands and he laughs despite himself.

“ok ok god im listening i guess what are the three things”

“one: i was there for like 2 seconds, i don’t even know if that was The Actual Con Air Universe or if i was just like… on set while they were filming it or some shit. it’s entirely possible. i did not get time to check for cameras and boom mics and whatnot.”

dave rolls his eyes, and is about to point out that even at a glance that really should have been obvious one way or the other, but june carries on before he can cut her off.

“TWO: even if that WAS what happened, i have no idea if it’s sustainable. as i said, i was there for like two seconds if even that. i feel like there’s surely gotta be consequences for trying to do that long-term? like, big ones?? like the universe just fucking goes nope and kills me or some shit? i dunno man but i’m not gonna risk it.”

dave opens his mouth as if to say something, then shuts it again, anticipating the dreaded third thing. june smiles softly and starts rubbing gentle, soothing little arcs with her thumbs where she’s still holding his face. his shoulders relax just the tiniest bit.

“and most importantly, THREE!!!!… well,” her tone shifts to much gentler all of a sudden. “out of every character in every piece of media ever, out of every historical figure, out of everyone that ever was and ever will be and technically never was…” she glances away, a little embarrassed, then gathers her courage and pecks a quick kiss on his lips before continuing. “i’d still just want you. so stop being a big baby.”

dave blushes so bright he looks like a tomato, and june snorts and musses up his hair before burying herself back under his arm again, ignoring his spluttered complaints and squeezing him tight.

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okay actually i lied too many stupid things have happened i can no longer contain myself

the rose thing where they have her like wasting away but actually maybe she’s just abusing prescription pills???? and then in case you didn’t realize that was the implication they have a scene where roxy explains to john that that’s what’s happening

i’m genuinely losing count of how many times a character has gone “dave and karkat and WHATEVER THEYVE GOT GOING ON” like yes yes they have a somewhat ambiguous relationship we get it. im assuming this is intended to make fun of ppl who felt them getting together in the main comic wasn’t explicit enough?

everybody involved w that obama thing should be embarrassed. the president plotline in general is like. why did every single piece of media in 2016 have to be an allegory for the trump election and super extra especially why did this. and why did they have to drag obama into it in the stupidest possible way. i bet there were some jane kinnies in 2016 who were screaming crying etc abt this

the only part of this i will concede as like Mildly funny is the thing abt how dave is like. obsessed w the economy

i should receive some sort of financial compensation for having to read the term “troll reproduction” in this context

maybe the only thing i’ve actually enjoyed so far was rose and dirk sniping at each other

because i certainly am not enjoying johns endless musings on the nature of canonicity and what makes a happy ending. like it’s not even subtle he’s just staring directly at the reader and going “btw stop asking for more homestuck. anything we add to the story will cheapen it and also every time you ask i gain 15 additional years of existential ennui”

mildly interesting rhetorical framing here is that john is “you” but all other characters are 3rd person. kinda cool !

#allegory of the hive #epilogue read

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iamtrappedplssaveme · 1 year

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The three distinct Purple Guys (I combined the book and the game versions because they're not really different enough from eachother imo, if there are more tell me in the comments or reblog!)

My version of Purple Guy is kinda a fusion of these three.

Precanon: Only the OGs remember him, Vincent. A toast obsessed grape who kills kids from a fan AU that became popularized as the main version people used. I remember someone saw I was a FNaF fan and asked me what Purple Guy's name is after it was revealed in canon and I didn't know and responded Vincent only to be told off. Some say he was bullied for being purple and that's why he started killing kids. Also, I can't talk about Vincent without talking ships. Phone Guy. Everyone loves shipping PG and PG.

Canon: Still a child murderer, no longer a grape, has a real nice fursuit. Well it's not so nice anymore after 30 years, but you get the point. Of course, I mean William Afton. Probably born in the US but has a British accent. Started the Fazbear Entertainment franchise in Hurricane, Utah where he co-owned Fredbear's Family Diner with his friend Henry Emily. His first kill was Henry's daughter, Charlotte. He sometimes uses the alias Dave Miller.

Dave: Of course I can't leave without talking about our favorite kiddie strangler. He's just so goofy. Dave Miller is still an alias im Dayshift at Freddy's, but he's known as Dave more than William. He is purple again. He calls the player character, Jack, Old Sport half the time and Sportsy the other half. Most ship Dave and Jack, the ship is called Davesport, which I ship myself calling it my OTP2 because it's not better than my OTP LAN but I love Davesport so much. After reading The Great Gatsby, I can confirm they are what Gatsby and Nick should have been. They are gay, your honor.

#purple guy #fnaf #vincent fnaf #william afton #dave miller #dsaf

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hey I was reading your obj/Eli stuff (I know it’s been years) and I was wondering a couple things…

how did u get into them?

how do you write a ship when no one else is - like what motivates u?

how do u feel about them now??

I want to say okay they are amazingly written etc the characterization GOD keebevh but personally I always feel bittersweet when in a small ship fandom and quite sad when there are no longer any works for years. and gosh I shipppp it so much

oh my god. my love. hello!!! i literally did not even realize people still ventured back in n the nfl rpf archives to see yingyang!verse 🥺🥺 im so touched 🫶 and am so so happy to answer ur questions!!!! i woke up earlier than normal, checked my inbox n read this ask, and could not stop thinking abt it when i tried to go back to sleep, lol. so i'll put em under a read more bc i get the feeling im gonna be rambly

how did u get into them?

by watching the games, honestly. LOL. i always enjoyed their relationship on the field (eli threw more touchdowns to odell than anyone else in his sixteen year career, which is an insane fact considering they only played together for like....five of those years) and as a giants fan obviously i was like “YES I WANT FIVE MORE OF THOSE LITTLE BLONDE BITCHES” because it was so, so fun to watch them.

but what drove me to shipping them romantically was a moment i first caught after the giants/dolphins game in 2015. the giants won (something they RARELY do, especially during the O years) and like always, at the end of the broadcast, the camera kind of meanders around the field to catch some post-game shots. and i saw eli and odell huddled real close together. i couldn’t figure out what they were doing but i knew it was kind of sus u know. upon further investigation (aka me desperately searching youtube for game footage) i found it.

this.

and that’s where it really started. QBs always have really intimate relationships with their WRs when they’ve got good on-field chemistry and these two were truly, truly no exception.

how do you write a ship when no one else is - like what motivates u?

honestly i would say it was hard but tbh? it wasn’t hard at all. when you love a pairing enough and you SEE what they are enough, it’s easy to write because it’s all you think about. you know? i had a good little mini-circle around me about them which helped me generate the ideas, and i have always craved attention and validation so of course i was gonna post it to ao3 even if no one else cared. i wrote SO much more than the yyverse content up there, too, but i was terribly afraid of the way i’d put eli/odell on the filters section singlehandedly so i stopped lol. it all went to my e/o fic library archive on here (@eoverse).

it also made it so much better when people who DIDN’T care about them suddenly did because of my fics?? which was SUCH motivation, too. being the one to open someone’s eyes like that is a special privilege imo. it’s power but in like...a tender kind of way. like holding someone’s hand and bringing them into the light. i was so addicted to that feeling.

how do u feel about them now??

oh, they devastate me. for a while i was so mad at odell after he got traded because it felt like he left me (and eli, ESPECIALLY, considering the fact that eli didn’t even know he got traded until ESPN announced it like he rest of us. dave gettleman i am in your fucking walls) and it kind of ended on a sour note. they didn’t talk to each other for a while. they never won anything substantial together which just felt like a deeper knife to the gut.

and then i moved on. and discovered that eli is actually rearranging the guts of the quarterback who replaced him after retirement (the elidj agenda is real and insane and you should not ask me about it because i have written, if possible, MORE about them than i did e/o) and for a while, kind of forgot. but my love for eli/odell never really faded, i don’t think. it’s nostalgia. i miss when odell was young. i miss when eli played. i miss how they hugged every pre-game, i miss how they would bump helmets tenderly after every touchdown, i miss the weird little sus quotes like “take me home, 10″ because who says that. who.

and now with odell potentially interested in coming back to the giants after all these years i’m like....this is going to be like tearing open an old wound, huh. they were my whole heart for so long. they are my BABIES. they are the first fics i wrote that truly, truly meant something real to me. so i think i still love them. not the same way, of course, but like...is it ever the same after a tragedy like they had?

oh my god i’m so sorry i wrote you an essay you were just being nice and asking questions about yyverse THANK YOU FOR BEING INTERESTED AND READING I LOVE YOU

#i literally wrote an essay under the cut this is so embarrassing #the e/o power is real.#my 10 x 13 tag is full of insane shit too btw in case you did not know.#tagging this for quick reference for u<3 #10 x 13 #ask reply #Anonymous

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crowtechs · 2 years

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HIHI OK

da daveally minecraft lore :D

this is so insanely long i am so sorry oh my glob

(this is just touching the surface too crying)

ok !!

so, the start of the lore goes like this

john wants to play minecraft with his friends, he literally URGES them to play minecraft with him because he found like a cool server and he wants them all to join

(note: i so hate to admit this, but i was writing this and they are all like 10! uh, it makes me safer actually e)

ANYWAY!

john urges them and daves down, because im pretty sure he plays minecraft like his life depends on it. also the fact thats its something *else* than like every other skateboarding game around is probably another reason

jade complies and urges rose to join with, dave also urges her to join with because if not shes a killjoy and rose joins out of spite from that *alone*

they join the server and jade immediately jumps into the survival with john because they play the game legitimately for some reason or they follow the basic game rules and dave ends up in parkour central

(dave seems like the type to find parkour so fun but so bad at it that hes good)

rose follows with dave because she wants to see him literally suck at it

this sounds so ooc but i promise my brain knows everything and the fact rose would make snarky comments at how horrible dave is at literally jumping block to block that he has to tell her in like 20 words to shut up

now that you know what everyone would be doing (trust me that is important), dave would notice jade talking to someone (that someone is ally!) in the minecraft chat, of course he doesnt pay a lot of attention to it and jumping from block to block but he does get distracted halfway through their conversation from how they type! because of this, he messes up a thousand times.

jade then introduces ally to john and the trio begins talking in the mc chat. they talk about the server and everything and ally mentions the sever is very sweet!! the community is very nice :D cause shes been on it a lot longer than them (giggling, kicking my feet)

thennnnn john decides its best if ally meets dave and rose (a great idea!!!) and ally is super duper excited about it because shes making friends!! she tends to play on the server by herself without interacting with anyone, she has a few times, however, but they werent like.. Long Term Friends

anyway, jade warps back to spawn and john mentions it to ally and they both do the same. jade asks where dave and rose are, and rose mentions the parkour course since dave is far too distracted by the CHAT ALONE on his screen to even word things properly

i love the thought of him finding ally so unique even by just how she types?? that hes like unsure how to even WORD THINGS PROPERLYYYY???

or its me throwing in the fact that i love soulmates and them being soulmates makes me soft :(

continuing on

ally, jade, and john all reach where rose and dave are located.

rose introduces herself to ally, the two have a chat, and rose just feels like she has an intimidating aura with her at all times, so yes, ally is a bit wary of her and a little bit on edge with her because of how she acts and i swear john would definitely help to defuse that as well as jade! possibly.

HOWEVER ! this is a long waited thing to say:

dave is last for introductions. ally greets him sweetly and so upbeat! also, shes very excited to meet new friends, or at least she HOPES she can make these four her friends (spoiler: she does)

anyway, dave introduces himself after realising that ally is literally talking to him. the two actually have a really good interaction!!! of course they do duh!! she even mentions that this parkour course is really difficult for her (she has tried it numerous of times just because) and asked if he could help her with it (even though dave cannot do parkour while being distracted by a minecraft catgirl skin) (and yes allys skin is a mc catgirl skin)

dave, however agrees, because he will not take up the opportunity to say no (besides itll make them talk to each other a lot more!! and like get to know each other too!!)

also!!! i feel after that interaction, it makes dave seem a bit more excited to play minecraft with her or enter the server, because it means hell see her!! however, im pretty sure hed try to suppress that excitement though

#christmas lights <3 #THE LORE THE LORE THE LORE THE LOREEEE !!!!!!!!!#if i end up talk about this lore a lot im going to cry #this is so long i apologise #i got so giddy typing it #i miss how much typing these things makes me smile so wideeee #and the fact i can make dave gush about ally !!#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #hes so in love #im in love with him #they are simply perfect together <3

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unicarcass · 1 month

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🔦 👻 💬? whichever you want to answer!!

we can answer all of em! gonna stick the flashlight one under a readmore cuz it can get pretty lengthy

re: system ask meme

👻 - do your alters/headmates have different voices or speech patterns?

oh definitely yeah. the dave crowd is incredibly flow-of-consciousness, lots of. colorful ways to express things? coining their own phrases to describe their emotions comes to mind

riot's way more think-y, articulate, tries to be careful with her words. blue's the polar opposite and fires off thoughts even quicker than the daves sometimes, to the point where he trips over his own words/ types Way Too Fast and makes a dozen and a half typos. lmao

theres more i could say of course but the further out you get from the main triad the more we tend to mask our own speech patterns more out of habit

💬 - free space!! tell me about something!

as varied as our food preferences are, we almost universally Fucking Love Sushi. and seafood in general. its funny to me because seafood is usually such a tossup for people but nope! (i miss fresh tuna...)

🔦 - how did you discover your system?

alright, so. this gets a bit fuzzy, but the tl;dr is that we met a friend years ago who has his own system thing goin on, and... we'd never really heard of dissociative disorders before that? but it rung out with familiarity to us. LOTS of years of research (and denial) followed that

the longer version though? *inhales*

back in middle school we got really into these obscure online chatrooms, and the host at the time was convinced they'd "made up" a bunch of imaginary people in their head to help us through The Horrors.

we had full notebooks dedicated to this. it got stressful to them after a while though because we started feeling "too real" to them. but i do think that was about the first time we really started to consider "oh! im not alone in my own head."

... although frankly, without the words to explain the experience, aforementioned host thought we were just possessed. haunted as shit. ghosts up in here. cant say i blame them!

#asks #siffrin-enthusiast

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cherriielle · 3 years

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a little ezra! 🥰

#my art #star wars #ezra bridger #star wars rebels #star wars fanart #artists on tumblr #Illustration #digital art #digital painting #lineless art #fan art #swr #ghost crew #Paint Tool SAI #dave where is he im no longer asking

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reidyoulikeabook · 3 years

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48 from touch prompt list and 75 from prompt list 5 🥺🥺🥺 im so proud of you love such an amazing achievement i love you

-efirstly i love you thank you so much 🥺 secondly the PERFECT two prompts together you have a galaxy brain and i can truly not thank you enough for this!!

Ship: Fem! Reader x Spencer Reid

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: Some mentions of alcohol consumption & brief olden-time being married young talk.

Prompts: #48 - Dancing with each other & #75 Talking in an Elizabethan style to woo somebody

A/N: I listened to the ‘So Close’ song from the Enchanted soundtrack the entire time I was writing this so...put that on if you want!

A reminder I’m taking prompts for my 1k celebration until May 21st! :)

If Penelope Garcia loved two things in this world - Derek and science fiction aside - it was costumes and parties. So it made sense that for her birthday, she’d decreed she’d be throwing an Elizabethan-style ball. And that everybody had to dress up accordingly. Derek, always eager to put a smile on her face, had offered to throw it at one of his houses.

So it was there that you were headed, on this glorious Saturday night. In a not-so-glorious and infact, quite heavy, Elizabethan era gown. It was a good job you’d elected to take an Uber, because quite frankly the dress weighed a ton. It would have been impossible to drive in.

Good job they didn’t have cars back in the Elizabethan era.

Not that women would have been allowed to drive them anyway.

You’re only a little late when you arrive. Fashionably late, you’d go so far as to say.

“____!” Penelope greets with a squeal, rushing out to embrace you into a hug. You don’t even make it all the way through the door before she’s on you with a flurry.

If you thought your dress was a lot, you have to hand it to the birthday girl. She could never be upstaged. How her gown actually fit inside the house was a mystery, it was huge - puffy with a corset that cinched her in tightly at the waist. Her hair was coiffed into perfect curls. She looked stunning; like she’d stepped right out of a painting.

“You look amazing!” You tell her, squeezing her tightly.

“So do you! I’m so glad you took the theme seriously!”

“I take all themes seriously when it’s you threatening me about them.”

She laughs. “Well Derek did too. And Spencer, the others...” She frowns, “Well, I’d like to say they tried, but Rossi definitely didn’t. He did, however, pay for a gazebo and a live band so I’m willing to let it slide.”

You smile, allowing her to take you inside. She babbles some more on her way in about all the decorations, food, and how next time she’s going to make everybody send her pictures of their outfits beforehand.

She’s right about the gazebo though - it’s beautiful. It has elegant fairylights adorning it, illuminating the place in a candescent glow. The live band is an instrumental one - there’s even a fiddle.

Where the hell did Dave find a fiddle?

He’s rich.

That has to be the satisfactory answer for now. There are far more pressing matters at hand: like everybody’s costumes.

Horch is wearing some fancy suit, Emily has one that’s similar, Rossi clearly is just dressed in his normal attire. J.J appears to have picked one up from a fancy dress shop, but if anyone could make that look good, it’s her. Derek looks an absolute dream - clearly dressed by Penelope. It’s Spencer though, unsurprisingly, who has gone all out. He has a miniature version of one of those puffy collars on, his suit a gorgeous maroon colour. He even has white tights on, with the boots that matched. If there were prizes for best costume - which knowing Penelope, there might well be - she’d be up against some fierce competition.

“Spence!” You chime, opening your arms to greet him, “I love your costume!”

“I love yours too!” He beams, hugging you tightly, “The skirt of your dress is very fitting to the period.”

“Thank you!” You say, reluctantly letting go of him to greet everybody else in turn.

It’s hard to keep your eyes off him though, and everybody knows it. You and Spencer had been dancing around each other for months, the epitome of the will-they-won’t-they, and you can’t help but hope that tonight you might finally cross that threshold.

It’s Penelope’s birthday.

Who are you kidding? Penelope would be ecstatic to claim credit.

***

You’re giddy, not just with the glass of wine in your system. With happiness, the exuberant kind that comes from watching all your friends exist among one another. It doesn’t hurt that Spencer barely leaves your side the entire night. He’s a veritable treasure trove of Elizabethan era facts. You’ve learnt more than any history class could possibly teach you.

A slow song comes on, which is when you decide to seize your opportunity.

Now or never.

You bump your shoulder against his. When you have his attention, you nod towards the dance floor, “Come and dance with me.”

He furrows his brows, clearly weighing up his options in his head.

You affect an Elizabethan lilt, “Thou art going to leave me alone at the ball, fair Lord Reid?”

“I could hardly dream of it,” He says, imitating you, “Would thou care to dance with me?”

He offers out his hand. You take it, noting how he gets the barest blush on his cheeks.

“Thou had me practically petrified, I thought you may never ask,” You tease, accepting his hand, squeezing it once for reassurance.

He laughs, nose crinkling. He rests his hand on your hip hesitantly, only solidifying his grip when you rest yours on his bicep. His other comes to rest on the other side, just above where your dress puffs out. The song playing sounds vaguely familiar, although it’s harder to place with it being an instrumental version.

You lean into him, side-stepping in time with him. He’s not a dancer by nature, that much is clear, but he is surprisingly good at leading.

It’s easy to let him guide you around the dance floor. You stutter a bit, almost tripping. His grip on your hip tightens.

“Be careful fair maiden,” He reprimands teasingly, “Thou wouldn’t want to fall.”

“Thou wouldn’t want to be seen with a maiden who has made a royal fool of herself.”

He shakes his head, “I could hardly bare it.”

“I do not know how you can bare to be seen with me regardless. I’m practically a haggard spinster,” You say, with a dramatic sigh.

He twirls you around, voice slipping back into his normal tone, “Actually it was mainly women from wealthy families who would marry young, from age 12. With poorer or middle class families it was most common for women to be in their mid-twenties by the time they got married, the average age was about 24.”

“Still younger than me,” You retort, stepping in time with him. You’re pressed up against his chest now.

His breath fans over your cheek, from the way he’s bent, from the way you’re leaning in to him. His big hand spans over your back, holding you close to him as he steps to the right.

“Well,” He says, affecting the English accent, “Thou art a lady of the highest stature. A commoner could not possibly hope to marry one such as yourself.”

You giggle, “Oh fair Lord Reid. Whenst will I possibly find a husband?”

With surprising ease, he dips you, allowing you to fall gracefully into his arms. He’s study, supportive. Before you know it, you’re back on your feet.

“Thou might be looking in the wrong places.”

“Pray tell, wherest would one suggest a lady like me ought to look?”

“Perhaps closer to ones home,” He says, English accent - if you could call it that - slipping a little, favouring sincerity.

“How much closer?”

His hands return to your waist, and yours to his chest. There’s only an inch between your bodies. He looks down at you with sincerity brimming in his eyes, “Perhaps a little closer.”

Your hand trails up to his chin. It dips at the mere weight of your thumb resting on it, “Gallant Lord Reid, perhaps this close?”

“Perhaps,” He swallows, voice morphing into the accent again, as if he’s afraid to be vulnerable, “Thou art a maiden, thou art to be courted before marriage.”

“And where would one court a fair maiden like me?”

“Where would the fair maiden like to go?”

“Wherever, as long as you’re the one taking her.”

He swallows. His eyes scan your face, watching how you deliberately look to his plump lips. He hesitates for only a moment longer, before leaning in and planting the most delicate kiss upon them.

If it wasn’t for the elated drunken giggles of everyone else around you, you’d have been lost in the bubble of a moment forever. It’s okay though, because at your wedding, Penelope is sure to tell the tale of the Elizabethan ball where you - the fair maiden - finally got together with your perfect Lord. You have to admit, it’s a good one.

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highsviolets · 3 years

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at this point, im surprised that none of you pedro writers have written a crack smut fic of like. the bachelorette, and all the pedro boys are the contestants. like dressed as their respective characters.

you mean like this??

(Photo found on Pinterest by @obitwo)

OKAY BUT I CAN SEE THIS:

Marcus Pike - the token gentleman. Everyone roots for him bc how can you not?? But he’s a little vanilla, a little too nice for a show as cutthroat as this.

Oberyn Martell: frat boy who might not totally suck? Brags a lot about how great he is in bed; you’re surprised to see that he actually IS that good. Fulfills every (positive) bi stereotype there is. Has a jealous streak though, which is definitely not cute.

Javier Peña: his best friends made him do it, but now that he’s here, it’s not as bad as thought. Shirt is always unbuttoned (major plus) and he DEFINITELY uses that low rasp on purpose. He asks permission before he kisses you the first time and whoooo boy does he know what to do with his mouth. Has adorable puppy eyes but gets voted off for not being involved in the drama.

Frankie Morales: also did not sign up for this, but somehow finds himself in the middle a big controversy. What did he do?? He’s so confused. Like Marcus, he pursues you endlessly, but in a more quiet way — he’s all about lingering touches and gettting you alone in the hallway or snuggling up to you on the couch. Curls are 10/10. Co-shirt whore with Javi. Fans overtly thirst for him 24/7. Pope is jealous Frankie got on and he didn’t.

Pero Tovar: where did he come from? what is it that he does, exactly? you don’t know, and you honestly don’t care. The ultimate mysterious bad boy; when you ask him about the scar, he just shrugs. Stays on longer than he should, honestly.

Dave York: gets kicked off right away for trying to surveil the other contestants, but he makes sure to wreck you before he leaves (you’re so glad he did, you had the marks for days).

Agent Whiskey: you should not like him. You should toss him into the pool for using all those pet names in that horrendously attractive drawl, and burn his Stetson while you’re at it, too. But something about the way he smiles and speaks up when the talk gets a little too rough — “manners matter” — makes you weak in the knees. The most considerate lover you’ve ever had. The final comes down to him & Din.

Din Djarin: wants to take a nap and go pay a visit to his godson, whom he affectionately terms “the Kid.” But don’t let that fool you. The man is peak non-toxic masculinity — broad and strong and has definitely defended your honor, judging by the black eye that showed up midseason. doesn’t speak much, but does little things for you like making your coffee. Don’t underestimate him though; he’s competitive and when he knows what he wants — you — nothing is going to get in his way

#im hollering #din djarin x reader #agent whiskey x reader #javier pena x reader #marcus pike x reader #oberyn martell x reader #pero tovar x reader #dave york x reader #pedro pascal character headcanon #pedro pascal character fanfiction #ask #bright 💫 academics #cris writes

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morizoras-cave · 4 years

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Sleepyhead (Request)

MCU cast x gn!teen!co-star!reader, Benedict Cumberbatch x gn!reader

Genre: Angst, fluff

Request Description: Hiya♥️could i please request a teen x marvel cast were they always find her sleeping and taking naps everywhere around set and they confront her about it and she says something about having to take care of her little siblings because her parents are never arohnd do she gets no sleep. Sorry if its to long.❤❤❤❤❤😍🥰

Warnings: irresponsible parents, negligence, slight insecurity, stress

(A/N): sorry this is kind of centered around benedict, i find these mcu cast x reader ones difficult. also im watching a belarusian war-movie from 1985 about the holocaust. its absolutely terrifying (im very serious, i’d be cautious for trigger warnings). if you’re looking for a horror movie or something, search “come and see movie” on youtube and you’ll find the entire thing there (:

At first, it had been sweet. A testament to the insomniatic youth, if you will. In every closet, behind every door, and on every soft surface, you could be found in between takes, snoring away.

They all agreed you were probably watching movies or playing games up late at night, computer screen illuminating your face. Or maybe you were chatting with your faraway friends. Either way, it was almost endearing to find you drooling on the couches scattered around the set.

Sweet and endearing at first, yes. But then the feelings about it, the longer it went on, the more your mature and well behaved personality clashed with the idea of you staying up all night, the more the feelings about your frequent naps changed.

To the set workers, the coordinators and overseers of the countless tasks on set, it became an issue.

“Where’s Y/n? We need them for the next scene!”

More often than not, several people would be running around set in search of you. And of course you apologized profusely when they found and woke you, but it didn’t matter when you never changed.

But to your coworkers, the talented actors and actresses on set of this huge movie production, it was concerning. Because you were their friend, undoubtedly.

When you would be pulled out a distant break room, rubbing your dark and drowsy eyes, mumblings would start among them.

“Are they okay?”

“They just seem so sensible, I don’t understand why they would stay up like that.”

And then there was you. Young and unfortunate you. Just trying to do your best, trying to please everyone. It was impossible for anyone to know how much you were juggling with.

You felt like a bird with a broken wing, still flying but bound to fall to its death. You knew it was too much. You knew it was only a matter of time before you broke.

Most teens felt stressed with just schoolwork, and then there was you. Battling long set days and huge mounts of schoolwork. And then the family.

Your parents that never seemed to be around. They were both working all the time and often left you and your siblings to yourselves. The problems with that was that you were the eldest, and your siblings were too young to take care of themselves. You were the one left to bring home groceries, to make dinner, to bring them to bed, and to help them with any of their schoolwork or difficulties.

And it was too much. Simply put it was too much for you. You had managed back when you were just another teen at school, but now you were in a movie, you had a JOB.

Usually you’d go to set and work your ass off, get home and help the kids all day, and then do your schoolwork in the night. You almost never got more than an hour or two of sleep, which was why you settled for small naps during your filming sessions.

You were so stressed, and you wanted to be angry, because in truth you had every right to. But you were too tired and too busy to be angry. Too focused on your siblings and doing good as an actor. But you would never want to involve your coworkers. You thought it would be embarrassing and unprofessional to involve them. So you carried the weight all alone.

“Wake up! Wake up!”

Someone was shaking you awake. You blinked your eyes open. A redhead set assistant was yelling in your face, grasping your shoulders.

She stopped when she saw your eyes turning to slits, before widening to look at her.

“Am I on?” you mumbled, rubbing your eyes. The lady scoffed.

“Are you on? Yeah, you’re on,” she spat and swung around, heels clicking on the floor, as she exited the break room briskly.

You were ashamed. Of course you were. You were so unprofessional and problematic. But you knew you had no other time to sleep, so this was your only option. The thought made you want to cry.

Instead, you stood up and walked to where the scene would be filmed, through several hallways and technical rooms, before you arrived to the large set.

Benedict, Robert, Tom (Holland), Chris (Pratt), Pom, and Dave were all gathered and ready to film. Your face was on fire, so you avoided their gazes, and just got into position to film the next scene.

Benedict and Robert exchanged glances as you yawned, but before they could talk to you (as it seemed everyone was getting fed up with your constant sleepiness) the director yelled “action”, and the acting resumed.

You all did the scene and you, surprisingly, did okay for having woken up about five minutes earlier. You continued doing several scenes for the movie all together, going through about three full scenes.

When the director was satisfied, everyone started scattering. You, rubbing your tired eyes, was already beelining for the break room, hoping to see an empty couch for you to crash.

However, before you could sneak off to catch some z’s, you felt a firm hand on your shoulder. You blinked, turning around and gazing at the person who had grabbed your shoulder. It was Benedict, Robert, Tom and Chris not fat behind him. He had a stern look on his face.

“Y/n, we need to talk.”

“Yeah, sure, what��s up?” your tone was casual, or perhaps too exhausted to express any real emotion, but inside you felt your stomach churn with anxiety.

“Why are you always sleeping?” Robert chimed in.

“Yeah, because if you’re up watching Youtube or whatever, you probably shouldn’t!” Tom said.

“Not that we’re assuming that that’s what you’re doing! It’s just- You know..,” Chris explained, voice full of panic.

You smiled softly. You recognized that they were coming from a place of worry. Then, your heart sunk slightly. You could cry. Again. Over the thought of your lack of time and your endless responsibilities.

“It’s nothing serious, it’s just..” you trailed off, trying to figure out how you could make it sound less sad. Things always sounded worse when spoken out loud, you found. “I have two siblings, and my parents are never around, so I’m kind of the person taking care of them.”

Your coworkers in front of you fell silent. You could see it on their faces. They didn’t like it.

“You?” Robert said finally, and you just nodded.

“So, you’re doing a movie, doing school, and taking care of your siblings at the same time?” Benedict repeated slowly, and once again you just nodded. There was nothing more to say.

“Why aren’t your parents there?” Chris asked in his serious-unserious voice.

“They’re working a lot,” you mumbled, disliking the collective attention on you. The thought of the couch made you yearn for some rest. You could tell that there were many things they wanted to do in that moment. They wanted to fix it all.

“Can’t you tell them you don’t have time?”

“I’ve tried that already. They say they don’t have a choice,” to this, both Robert and Benedict scoffed and shook their heads. You just watched with heavy eyes.

“Alright. Here’s what’s going to happen,” Benedict said quietly, eyes boring into yours, “I’m going to call a nanny to look after your siblings for a couple of days, don’t worry I’ll pay. You’re going to back to the hotel and sleep for at least 10 hours. When you’ve done that, and only when you’ve done that, will we talk about how we’ll move forward with your parents.”

You were quiet. You couldn’t stand up to your parents like Benedict wanted you to. You just couldn’t. They were busy and that was understandable.

Although, you had to admit, the thought of sleeping for 10 hours was enticing. Heck, worst case scenario, you could settle for 5! Your tiredness was like heavy cuffs and chains on your body, and Benedict stood with the shining, golden key right in front of you.

“Benedict, I- I can’t do that to my parents-”

“No, your parents can’t do this to you! This is absolutely outrageous!” He was frustrated you could tell. Robert seemed upset too, while Tom and Chris stepped back and let the adults handle it. Though, they seemed sad for you.

You went quiet.

“I just-”

“I don’t want to hear another word about how they’re somehow excused for their behavior. This is negligence, Y/n! This is too much for you and you know it! You’re exhausted and it’s so painful to see, so please. Just take me up on this.”

You sighed.

“Alright, then.” you said, body finally giving in to the attractive offer. Benedict’s face carried the ghost of a satisfied smile, before going back to the stone cold determination.

You drove to the hotel in Robert’s car and they booked you an extra room, knowing that your siblings occupied the other one. As soon as you could fall back on the bed, you were gone, body screaming for rest.

You woke up 14 hours later, feeling happier, brighter and well-rested. That feeling had been forgotten by you, but it was alright, you decided. Every inch of you blossomed with energy now.

As promised, Benedict had ordered a nanny for your siblings (the nanny was a lovely human being, and simply amazing with kids). Benedict, Robert, Chris and Tom has split the bill.

You called him when you woke up, and he dragged you to a restaurant, where the two of you had a long, long talk about why what your parents were doing was serious and unacceptable. He could tell he needed to explain it to you, because you, like many children, were ready to defend your parents’ at all costs.

Needless to say, after Benedict’s advice you didn’t have to go through that kind of thing again. You settled it with your parents (as well as your siblings), and after that you were so grateful that Benedict helped you out of that responsibility, because it wasn’t yours to have.

Benedict was just happy to help, the memory of seeing you sleep everywhere, now less endearing and simply painful. He didn’t like thinking about it, and so he tried not to, but rather focused on your laughter and bright smile. In truth, that’s the only thing that really mattered.

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