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comfy-whumpee · 8 months

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If you can't remember where we left Ellis because it's been like a year, it was this one.

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The sound of Ellis sliding out of bed woke Nic better than any alarm ever had. They opened their eyes and listened, instinct keeping them from jolting upright. Ellis was trying to be quiet. As they slowly blinked their way to clear thoughts unmuddied by their recent dream, they realised it would be best not to let him know they were awake straight away.

Some nights, he left the house and came back again. He went out for an hour or two at a time, but he always came home and climbed back into bed. They never slept while he was out, unless their beleaguered body gave them no choice; they would sit awake and wait for him. So far, he had always returned.

But at other times, it was a little stranger.

He staggered towards the steps, walking like a man on stilts. He tottered down the staircase to the living room.

Some nights, all he did was curl up under the desk and sleep, or simply cry. Nic pretended not to be awake for that, either. If he needed to cry, he should cry. It was good for him, even though he was mourning someone who had tortured him for years.

He was fumbling at the bottom of the stairs. Putting shoes on. They got up at the sound of him unlocking the door. He stepped outside. This night was a strange night, they knew, because he didn’t close it behind him.

They came to sit at the top of the stairs, looking at his silhouette in the doorway. He stood with his head tilted slightly upward to the sky. His eyes were closed, hands loose at his sides, shoes on under his pyjamas.

He was waiting, they thought. That’s all he did. He stood on the doorstep and waited for that man to come and pick him up.

They didn’t know how asleep he was. It might be total sleepwalking, some misfiring urge to move reaching him while the rest of him slept through the need to stop it. Maybe he still heard or dreamt the voice that used to call him to leave. Or perhaps this was his way of grieving, standing in the silent night and hoping for some kind of answer.

He had snuck out so many times that his body still tried to follow the pattern, convinced the night would end in his abuser’s arms.

Nic ached with longing. They wanted to take his hand and gently lead him back inside. They wanted to sit him down on the sofa and tuck his cold fingers into theirs. They would brush his hair back and help him lean against them. They would murmur soothing promises to him, tell him that he was safe, tell him that he was already home. They would gently love him and he would find that love as a light in his darkness, and it would guide him back.

Life didn’t work that way. The dullness of his stare scared them. The way he barely moved some days made them paralysed. This sleepwalking fugue, standing in the doorway like a sailor’s wife on the pier, made them sick to their stomach. This was the part of him that pretended, all night, that Alistair was coming back. The love he had for Nic was stolen, twisted, until he said always and only Master to their face.

Why didn’t the grief disturb him? It must have hurt, a piercing brand through his chest that made it hard to breathe, a pain so sharp and unrelenting it brought tears to his eyes. They shed a few of their own, watching him stand there in the dark. Why, even now, wouldn’t he wake?

When he finally turned, he came back in, took off his shoes, and walked back up the stairs without looking at them. Was he awake and unable to see them in the dark? Was he asleep and unaware of anything outside of his routine? Was he somewhere in the middle, unwittingly following half-broken instincts taught to him by a dead man?

He curled back up on the bed, and if he wasn’t asleep already, he was by the time Nic dragged their leaden body to join him.

The filtered light of dawn began to trickle through the curtains soon after. They would sleep once they stopped crying, they thought. Once their emotions drained out and they were exhausted. Sleep would claim them when they had nothing else to give the night. They waited, heels of their hands pressed to their eyes, teeth clenched to keep sobs to heavy breaths.

They were so fucking alone and he was right there next to them.

They couldn’t take care of him. They were barely surviving. Maybe a better person would have the inner strength to give, but they had dug deep into their reserves for too long. This shit had been going on for years, and he was dead, but it wasn’t over. They daydreamed about him going home to his parents, even just for a few days, but he wouldn’t even speak to them. They were the ones he was most afraid of knowing what he’d become, both the true and untrue parts. They had never seen the real extent of what had been changed about him, and he was terrified of their rejection even before.

Instead, there was Nic and the people they found for him. There was Rozen and Addison and Felicity. Four people to care for one, and Nic was the least able, and they were the one who was always there.

Birds were singing. Nic hated the birds. Hated the dawn. Hated the sunshine. The whole world was in denial.

Felicity would be waking up about now. Stretching, doing her yoga, eating breakfast in her little garden, maybe. Iz would be snoring in her bed or draped over some girl she’d gone home with last night, not a care in the world. Who knew what Rozen was doing? Probably deep into their research, actually doing something to fix what had made this happen, the people who had given Alistair his power.

Even Ellis was finally resting. Most mornings he woke up worse than he went to bed, his dreams never settled, but there was respite for him.

Nic had slept three to five hours each night for a week. They wondered if this was what breaking point felt like.

They hadn’t told anyone about the sleepwalking. It seemed pointless. It didn’t hurt him. It was less than an hour. He didn’t know or acknowledge it. What could they offer? Blame, because they couldn’t sleep without him accounted for?

It was so stupid. They got up and went downstairs, leaving him there before the resentment could twist too tightly.

Can I come over?

Of course. Does he need someone with him?

Even when she said yes, there was but.

Someone else can do it. I need a break.

She didn’t ask why they needed a break first thing in the morning. Want me to pick you up?

Yes please.

On my way xxx

Guilt chased them as they began the search. Rozen didn’t respond. Iz typed something barely coherent about research deadlines. They tried to negotiate, to offer check-ins, reduced time, remote caretaking, something that would let them out.

By the time Felicity arrived, they came to the door and told her they were stuck.

She looked at them for a long moment. She absorbed the tired resignation in their voice, the unkempt, unbrushed hair, the random comfortable clothes they had thrown on, and the tilt of their head against the doorframe. Maybe she could see how tired they were, and how long they’d been crying.

“You need a break,” she said. “I think it’s time to call his parents.”

“He doesn’t…”

Her eyebrows were drawn. She gave them a hug, a gentle squeeze and sigh. She smelled like toothpaste. “I know. But this isn’t your job, cupcake. You’re just one person, and you’re not okay. He has a family. They want to help him.”

“They hate me.”

“But they don’t hate him. You won’t be here. You’ll be with me, getting some sleep. Okay? And he has to see them eventually.”

It hurt, but she was right. Guilt squeezed their chest and the tears almost came back, but she was right. They couldn’t do this. They had to have space. Ellis would be okay. His parents loved him. He had avoided them ever since the first time he’d come home, but they would love him.

It had gone on for too long. They deserved to know what was going on with their son. Rozen’s reports wouldn’t be enough. Nic knew that from experience.

Even as they thought through the reasons, it felt bitter and flat. All of them were justifications to try and make their failure seem okay. They couldn’t cope.

“Alright,” they caved. “I’ll… Let me call.”

“I’m right here with you.”

They shivered in sheer relief. Okay. They dialled. Okay. They could do this.

“Hello?”

The Irish lilt sent a thrill of panic through Nic. “H-Hello. Siobhan. It’s Nic, I – I wanted to invite you over.”

She didn’t acknowledge their greeting. They could hardly blame her. She must have been waiting for so long for the go-ahead. “Today?”

“Yes, today. Now, if you can. I have to go out,” Felicity nodded at them encouragingly, and they pressed on, “and I don’t think he should be on his own. He’s been scared to contact you because of how – how different he is. Especially after he lied to you before. But he should see you.”

“I’ll be there.” There was the sound of Joe, grumbling as she presumably woke him. “We’ll come and take care of him. Just wait until we get there.”

It was delivered as a claim to responsibility, but to Nic, it was immense relief. They were good people. They didn’t like Nic, and that was okay. They were just protective, a little judgemental, and they wanted the best for him. They were good people, and they would take care of their son.

“You don’t have to see them,” Felicity offered, as Siobhan hung up on them. “You can wait in the car. I’ll give them the spare key.”

Nic squeezed their eyes shut, her suggestion seizing them with an unspeakable emotion. What would they think, meeting a stranger when Nic had called? Why could Felicity see so well what they needed? Would Ellis wake up and feel betrayed? Their heart wouldn’t stop hammering. Siobhan’s voice on the phone had seemed so annoyed.

Felicity hugged them tightly. “You’re overwhelmed. Go, get some space, breathe. I’ll take you home and look after you, okay?”

They shuddered in her arms. He didn’t want this, why had they done it? Hadn’t he been through enough things forced on him for his greater good? They were a hypocrite. They were selfish.

“It’s alright.” Felicity eased her hold and started walking them to the door. “Go on. He’s going to be fine.”

Would he? What if he hated it? What if they were terrible to him? What if they didn’t understand and made it all worse?

What if they took him back home and stopped him seeing them?

They walked to the car on numb legs, eyes unseeing. What if they blamed Nic again? What if they told Ellis that, and he believed them? He was so guileless now, so gullible. Would he reject them too? They couldn’t bear it. They pulled open the car door and climbed into the passenger seat, pulling their knees up to their chest. They had started crying again at some point, a dull headache starting up from the sheer number of times they’d cried since waking up.

When the car drove by, they almost ducked in their seat. They didn’t want Siobhan and Joe to see them in such a mess. But of course, they weren’t looking. They were looking ahead, hurrying out of the car to finally see their son. They barely even glanced at Felicity before taking the keys and shutting the door.

Nic closed their eyes, grief swelling over them again. They tried to let it go. They had done it. They had sent in the parents.

When Felicity sat down in the driver’s seat, she said, “Now you can switch off from him for a while and rest. Yeah?”

She knew what they needed. She always seemed to know the parts they didn’t like about themself, and she always, deliberately, embraced them.

“I’m proud of you,” she told them, turning towards them in the seat. “Really. Do you feel proud?”

Was there pride, they wondered, reaching into the hollow of their chest, or was this just shame? They weren’t sure. “I’m just tired,” they murmured.

“Then I’ll put you down for a nap with a hot chocolate,” Felicity decided brightly. “And when you come home later, you’ll see that it was all fine.”

#my fic #whump #caretaker whump #recovering whumpee #pet whumpee #it's time to move this bad boy ON #every time i see posts about helpless uwu whumpees i think of my boy #ellis #nic #felicity

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isjasz · 1 year

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Babe wake up new omori game just dropped All art refs and music from this omori boss fight!!

Without overlays and other versions HAHJASHAK

#limited life #limited life smp #grian #solidaritygaming #smallishbeans #the bad boys #trafficblr #traffic smp #this is the BEST THING IVE EVER DONE #2 posts in a day? BC I WANT TO POST BEFORE FRIDAY AND I WAS SUPPOSED TO POST THE CLOCKERS IN THE MORNING😭#look i would make a whole ass animation of them just moving to the beat like in the game but I don't have time (vine booms)#need to say it again THIS IS THE BEST THING IVE EVER DONEEEE HAHAJKAHSKLHALS #my art

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ickypuppi3 · 1 month

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billy’s mom waking him up while it’s still dark, whispering even though neil’s working the night shift. it’s a couple days before his tenth birthday and she’s telling him they’re going to have their very own adventure, just like the ones in billy’s books. she grabs an already packed suitcase from under billy’s bed and kisses him on the nose, tells him to get dressed quick. the two of them leave in an old beat up yellow bug that she managed to get for a third of the asking price and keep parked around the corner until now. they stay with friends and jump from place to place so neil can’t track them down. billy gets used to surfing couches and staying in motels.

he spends his tenth birthday in a diner, his mom gets him a big stack of pancakes and a milkshake with extra cherries. gets a candle out her pocket along with her silver lighter. sings happy birthday and pulls a face when the waitress frowns at them, just to make billy laugh. she sips at her coffee while billy tucks in. smiles when he holds some out with a “c’mon mama, share with me.”

billy thinks it’s neat. thinks it’s the best birthday he’s ever had.

they eventually end up with a place in california, a little bungalow near the coast and billy grows up with his mom. billy gets pretty shirts from the thrift store ‘cause his mama lets him do stuff like that. doesn’t call him a queer, doesn’t force a baseball bat into his hands whilst yelling at him for crying, for being a pussy. his mom lets him read and keep a journal and press flowers between the pages of the neverending story, she plays hendrix and dusty springfield and laughs when billy comes home from his friends’ house with his first piercing at thirteen. she doesn’t tear down his posters or yell when she finds him using her eyeliner.

and everything’s perfect. sort of.

they have bad days- billy’s mom has bad days. billy calls them gray days ‘cause that’s how the world looks when she’s like this. all her color gone. no singing-dancing in the kitchen or baking five different kinds of cake because she couldn’t decide which one was best, no last minute trips to the beach or sitting outside at night and telling billy about the stars. instead she’ll stay in bed, won’t go to work. she’ll stare at the wall blankly and look right through billy when he tries to talk to her. she won’t take the pills the doc gave her and billy doesn’t know what to do. never knows what to do. just chews at his lip until it bleeds, bites at his thumb until it’s red raw. he’ll get in the bed with her. lay beside her and just talk like she used to do with him when he had a nightmare. hum a song to her.

billy’s still pissed at the world just slightly less so. still has that anger and anxiousness simmering just below the surface and shows his teeth when cornered. he’s still hardened in a way that a kid shouldn’t be but. it’s different. there’s no neil. the only bloody noses he gets are at school, when he fights with the kids who call him a fag and a fairy, call his mom a basket case. he uses fists when they laugh and ask if she’s all there with a finger pointing at their heads, ask if billy will “catch the crazy.”

those are billy’s bad days. sitting in the principals office, icing his knuckles.

when he’s fifteen, billy manages to bag a job at the local auto repair by turning up every day and telling howie how good he’d be, that he knows cars and it’s all he wants to do and please please please. eyebrows pulled together, eyes puppy dog wide and hands clasped in front of him until howie grumbles, throws an oily rag at billy. says fine but billy’s gotta pay for anything he damages. someone brings in a chevy camaro and billy asks howie to let him help fix it up. does the begging again until howie laughs. says get a hold of yourself, kid, voice fond as he ruffles billy’s hair.

billy’s four months away from turning seventeen when the doorbell goes. he’s eating a sandwich and watching knight rider. he’s wearing the necklace his mom got him for his last birthday and- he answers the door. doesn’t think twice. freezes when he sees neil standing there. he looks different. hair a little shorter and more wrinkles. where billy’s gained weight, gained muscle, neil’s lost it. his eyes are a little sunken and he’s still got his wedding band on. he reeks of booze. billy has to remind himself to speak, just says “yeah?” his voice comes out small and neil smiles at him. smiles and billy feels this weird twist in his stomach ‘cause .. that’s his dad and he hasn’t seen him in years and it twists and twists and-

turns out. not much has changed. billy realises a little too late that neil will always be neil. they run again. have to leave everything behind. billy doesn’t get to say bye to his friends, to howie, to the car. they leave a lot of stuff behind and head in any direction away from neil. they both try to keep the mood light, take turns driving and play the tapes billy grabbed. they end up in indiana- hawkins. they stay at a motel until billy’s mom finds a place for dirt cheap. it has two bedrooms and a dingy bathroom, a living room slash kitchen and one hell of a damp problem. it’s dirt cheap for a reason.

it’s above a shop in town and- it’s fine. their landlord is an asshole but they’re together and they’ve got a roof over their heads. billy’s enrolled at hawkins high and his mom gets a job at the laundromat. he tells her that he doesn’t need to go to school, that he could just work and help pay the bills but his mom won’t have any of it. says that she wishes she had finished school and that billy’s too clever to waste it. that he has potential.

billy knows the reason she dropped out of school was because she had him. he just nods, rests his head on her shoulder.

it’s billy’s first day at school and his mom drives him to make sure he actually goes. he gets out the car and tries to shake the nerves off. straightens up and puts on his act. plasters a fake smile on his face and it’s working, he’s got most of the girls swooning and the boys at least seem curious. billy looks around and his eyes land on a guy leaning up against a bmw. his hair’s coiffed to high heaven and he’s wearing a polo, preppy as fuck but- pretty. it’s one of the first things billy realises about him, all doe eyes and moles dotted just about everywhere. he’s got a smirk on his face. not aimed at billy but the guy beside him.

pretty-boy walks over to him and billy raises an eyebrow, plays it cool. he introduces himself as steve and billy gets the idea that he’s top dog at hawkins high, is immediately proved right when they step into the building. king steve, freckles calls him. billy laughs- catches steve looking at him when he does and feels his face get hot. steve just smiles wider, calls billy california and tells him to sit with them at lunch. billy tries to ignore the way steve’s smile makes him feel like the rug’s been pulled out from under his feet.

he nods and steve grins. tugs at one of billy’s curls.

says “i think you’re gonna like it here, california.”

#it got away from me i fear #billy has to live somewhere else at the start and then they move to california i don’t care he needs to be there with his mom for the #majority of the time he just has to #he Is california ! what else am i supposed to do here he needs it #makes hawkins that much worse #he’s best friends with argyle but he doesn’t get to say bye !#billy’s first kiss is with a girl but the second the one he counts is with a boy and his mama knows he’s gay also #probably argyle if we’re being real #my words #billy hargrove #billy’s mom #harringrove #cw slurs #cw mental illness #spinning in circles i just need mamas boy billy and king steve so bad #mamas boy billy & king steve

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leslie057 · 6 months

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senior year nancy is so funny because here she is, editor of the school paper right, and she has this nosy freshman breathing down her neck and whenever he starts to annoy her, whenever he pries too much, she’s like: okay how can i insult him and get him to shut up, how can i hit him where it hurts the most. then she settles on

“FIRST of all you’re not jonathan” or alternatively…

“[jonathan’s] not like YOU…(explains why jonathan is her favorite boy in the whole world)”

she’s just so high strung and DONE and snappy and ready to graduate and you know what she is right; sometimes the best way to put someone in their place is reminding them that they are simply NOT (and will never be) jonathan byers™

#hello such a power move #i guess thats how they got the power couple reputation by the time senior year came?#i need to ask robin what exactly she meant by unstoppable power couple #and if it was a little sardonic #maybe not #fred stranger things #you have to feel bad for him like i would cry if she told me i wasnt jonathan #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #jancy #text #jonathan x nancy #st4 #stranger things #jonathan byers most darling boy in the world!

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cleromancy · 6 months

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countdown jason like. no longer evil i want to be loved. evil again

#hes not evil his morals just got dislocated like a shoulder #funnyest cutest best boy tbh.#he has morals and he thinks other people should follow him. however he is Bad and a Bad Guy so hes just going to do whatever 👍#jason baby you are going to regret this when you slow down long enough to realize u arent dying young a 2nd time #*follow THEM not follow him #mmmmmm jason loneliness thoughts now #clean cup clean cup move down move down

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gelicide · 1 month

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hey just wanted to let y'all know - i've deleted both my instagram and twitter since i'm not on there too much anyways. i might remake them at some point but i don't think i'll be posting my art there if i do.

i think i've hit a bit of a creative wall and don't feel excited to draw or make art anymore. i'm currently going through a lot of major life changes on top of officially being diagnosed with severe depression.

art has always been an incredible outlet + safe space for me but it has felt more of like an unfulfilling job this past year and i hate that it's turned into that.

i'm unsure of what to do at this point. i feel like i want to rebuild my relationship with my art but i feel so disconnected to it that it's hard to even work on my own ocs anymore.

once things start to settle down for me i think i want to experiment with other mediums. i'm not sure when that'll be though..

#[ static ]#hoo boy serious text post jumpscare #i dont wanna get too deep into it but there is just So much. All the time.#it's exhausting #just a very general life update #tldr my brain has been straight up ooze (the bad kind) and i cannot find the passion or motivation to do stuff i love anymore #i'll be moving again at some point in the coming months and hopefully it will be better

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brookheimer · 1 year

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what is it with this past 24 hours and absolutely baffling takes on the last episode

#like y’all think kendall had every right to ignore rome’s wishes to not have the abuse leaked bc roman is living in a dream world where #logan wasn’t abusive and needs to be brought back down to reality???????? y’all think he loses the ability to have a stake in this decision #bc his abuse is so deeply internalized that he excuses logan’s actions for it??????? it’s one thing to say ken made the smart move but it’s #a whooooole other one to act like he didn’t even do anything bad at all. you do realize they explicitly mentioned leaking the physical #abuse right? you do realize rome was the only one (we know at least) to have been phys abused? you think kendall is right to leak that info #to the masses?????? that would literally define roman’s life. like he’d be The Roy That Logan Beat. how the fuck is he supposed to grieve #his very-recently-dead father let ALONE heal from his abuse if roman’s forced to relive it in the public eye 2 days after logan dies #like the experience of having that leaked will be infinitely worse roman than for kendall bc he will be singled out as the only one logan #hated enough to beat and boy do tabloids love physical abuse and kendall is WAY closer to coming to terms w the abuse than roman who #really really needs to work through that shit before idk it becomes public domain #like idk if that’s what WILL happen but it certainly fuckin could. we have no rzn to think it wouldn’t!!!!#this isn’t like a Uniquely Evil Move from ken or anything it’s a pretty classic succession maneuver i’m not saying he’s the devil or smth #like… at all. but it’s still not a Great Thing To Do? especially to roman?????#seen this take multiple diff times now. insane <3 #it’s wrong to act like this is the single worst thing any character haa ever done (a take i have not seen but i digress) but it is also very #wrong to act like it literally wasn’t even bad #seen this take at least four times so i’m not talkin ab any one person or thing in particular just like… dude. cmon #succession #succession spoilers

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dallonwrites · 9 months

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the first chapter of lover boy is really intense on an emotional level because So Many Things happen in quick succession it's like beau barely gets a chance to breathe and process it. meanwhile RR opening chapter is just felix and dorothy arguing in a laundromat.

#i used to have a problem with the lover boy first chapter bc i was like #i know what needs to happen thematically and i know the main plot beat that needs to happen to push it forward #but i didnt have any actual like. action to move to story to that place #in a way that had a causal chain #and now im like um!!!! is too much happening #anyway my other writing problem i realised via this chapter is i worry sooo much about the idea of coincidences #like the idea of just 'letting' something happen...in lb mainly two characters being in the same place at the same time #im like there has to be an intricate explanation for all of this which like yeah thats good to think about #but i also think coincidences are an important part of plot bc first of all coincidences happen #but its also not just the coincidence its the decisions the character s made that got them to that time and place #why they made those decisions and what they do afterwards etc....#anyway! i dont know where i was going with that #RR chapter one.....ngl....its SOOO bad lol #like structurally. the prose is fine #but its been 3 years and 5 different opening scenes for that novel and NONE of them hit #but that's a problem for future me #the thing is most of my ideas now come with an opening but RR never came with an opening just the concept #because the rest of the novel slayyyyys #actually i think out of all 3 my favourite atm is the third book LOL #update literally 10 minutes after writing these tags i have an idea for a new RR opening team that i want to sink my teeth into #6th time's a charm!

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sweet-star-cookie · 7 months

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so i finished the teal mask dlc

#i'm not okay #i'm dead fucking serious i have never been so disquieted by a POKEMON GAME PLOT like this before and i don't like it #i'm so upset #look. LOOK. listen it has been established that the player's choices in pokemon do not actually matter outside of mild dialogue changes #i'm totally fine with pokemon moving towards more consequence-based stories #but if you're going to do that here then you NEED TO ACTUALLY /GIVE THE PLAYER A CHOICE/#THIS PLACE SUCKS I JUST CAME HERE FOR A GOOD TIME AND I'M FEELING SO ATTACKED RIGHT NOW ;;;;;;;;#FUCK YOU CARMINE I HATE YOU #I HATE YOU I HATE YOU #TALK TO ME EVER AGAIN AND I WILL DECK YOU IN THE FACE #YOU FORCED ME TO BE A BAD FRIEND TO THIS SWEET LITTLE BOY AND THEN WE TOOK AWAY HIS ONLY CHANCES AT FRIENDSHIP WITH ME /AND/ OGERPON #ABSOLUTELY HEINOUS #CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT #HE TRIED SO DAMN HARD THE ENTIRE TIME AND DID NOTHING WRONG AND I WILL /DIE ON THIS HILL/#I'M SORRY KIKI ;;;;_______;;;;#literally he had his completely justified joker moment at the end and my friend was like 'yeah sorry he's evil now' and I just paused #and then turned to her and said 'never love anything'#this is unrelated but if Iruma in M!IK ever turns actually evil like this at any point ever I am defenestrating my tv #i am SO tired and i am betrayed SO often CAN'T HAVE SHIT IN DETROIT ;;;;;;;#WHY CAN'T MY SWEET LITTLE GUYS JUST STAY SWEET LITTLE GUYS FOR ONCE #Kieran is my SON you can't DO THIS TO ME!!!!!!#also i would die for Ogerpon btw #she is my daughter and i love her #i want to squish her little face and hold her in my arms forever #i need a plush of her right the fuck now #if any of you villagers or tourists scare her or make her sad again i will cut you and that is a THREAT #my art #kind of lmao #pokemon

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boxwinebaddie · 2 months

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Hi Uncle Nina! What kind of movies do Ravenstan and Jerseykyle like to watch? ^^

OOOOOOOH! so as with everything, i Definitely think jersey is a snob. movies are no exception. also he does not call movies 'movies', he 100% is annoying and pretentious as fuck and uses 'film' or 'cinema'. also speaking of being pretentious, annoying and the word 'cinema', i think ravesey's dynamic is super funny for a lot of reasons but in this case, it's funny to me bc when style watches movies together, kyle says shit like 'y'know i like the plot progression of the film, but i'm not a big fan of the cinema topography."

— and stan trying to be big brain is like "ya! i also hate the cinnamontophography." <3 skdhsldsk bless him and kyle is abt to correct him bc ohhh my fucking god, but lowkey he tried his best and that was very cute, so kyle just kisses him on the cheek, squeezes his shoulder, stifles a laugh and is like "well, i guess you're the expert, cinnamon boy." <3 jersey stop being Sweet and Lovely!!!

anyways, jersey is giving me the energy of those kids in elementary school that adults say have an 'old soul' and likes really complex abstract movies, foreign films in black and white that play at some tiny theater for $5 on fridays, which, kyle is obviously a homebody and hates other people, but when he needs air or is feeling briefly zesty/willing to endure human beings enough to see a movie ( which, granted, it's def just him and the old ass man/annoying indie college student that run the place shooting the shit in there ), he will...make the trip out there and buy a pack of skittles and a sparkling ice ( okay, i had an anon say that kyle probably drinks those sparkling ice drinks and i fucking cried bc he DEFINETELY does and it's def the black cherry flavor bc kyle is cherry coded, however he will also accept the raspberry one or the fruit punch in a punch ) and ofc only eat the red skittles, smh.

i do think he still likes all the regular kyle scifi movies/high fantasy movies, stuff with dystopian societies/political uprisings ( him & stan have overlap there and obvi some high fantasy/scifi stuff but kyle has to explain a lot of it, kyle do be mansplaining shit but its okay because stan loves the sound of his voice <3 gay ) specifically things with deep complex lore, movies with puzzles/things that need to be solved, def watched interstellar a couple times and like, donnie darko bc of all the time lore ( that movie does freak him out btw, he was clenching hard the first time he watched it because he thought that the fucking rabbit dude was gonna kill everyone and it was gonna turn into a horror movie which...more on that subject l8r )

and i bet you he says his fav movie is some big brain movie in like swedish, black and white, is all philisophical and pretentious and deep but tbh...? i think jersey's favorite movies are specifically old romance movies like fkn casablanca, gone with the wind type stuff. yes, kyle being a secret romantic boy is very cute to me, i fucking love him so much, he is secretly v sentimental and warm.

if you've seen gossip girl, jersey is a blair waldorf variant

( which, okay sidebar for nina lore but i watched a fuck ton of gossip girl growing up and i had such a fat crush on serena van der woodsen, like not even blake lively, specifically serena van der woodsen like i have mental problems, i would not fumble her, fuck you so much, dan humphrey, serena please ONE CHANCE!!!!!! )

and i think he fucks very heavy with audrey hepburn and her movies, like roman holiday, sabrina, okay my fair lady is so jersey coded bc of his new jersey slaughterhouse accent/its a musical and he is a dork, he does like musicals so much buuuut i think his favorite movie is my favorite movie which is...breakfast at tiffany's. WHICH???

okay, if you think about it is super interesting given stan's previous line of work ( which okay, i know he wasn't really doing anything and just sort of enduring it to be able to sing, but being trapped in that uncomfortable, hypersexual environment and being constantly percieved & being constantly obsessed over. )

he do be skipping over the all the really insensitive shit w/ the overblown racist asian caricature of holly's neighbor ( that man is too loud anyways he's like please shut up, his ears are sensitive...both to sound and just in general, fml there's a nsfw headcannon abt that ) but idk all the romantic stuff is very cute, he likes the cinnamontophography, all of holly's stuff about getting over her fear of commitment, the fashion statements...chef's kiss to him.

i think he also fucks secretly with pride and prejudice like pep!kyle wHERE IS THE PRIDE AND PREJUDICE THEMED MARRIAGE PROPOSAL STAN I'M WAITING!!!! kyle can quote it line for line, i think he likes when they're set in victorian periods like omg i bet you he watched bridgerton and was obsessed lmaooo, all the adpations of emma jane austen movies, atonement...stuff like that. he does make stan watch them with him sometimes and stan is so hopeless his adhd is so bad he needs ACTION also all the shakespeare-y speak stresses him out so bad, he asks so many questions and can't sit still.

he does...sigh, strategically time makeout sessions In The Middle Of Movies when he gets bored, kyle is like stanley marsh that is not going to work...it does...work everytime skdhshds speaking of that nsfw hc, kyle's neck and ears are hella sensitive so if you like drag ur teeth along his ear or start trailing kisses down his neck, his mind goes completely blank, stan does it when kyle's yelling at him about stuff all the time, kyle gets so mad at him later...and i do mean later because he is like i have to do something first ( hint: it's stan, lmao )

SPEAKING OF STAN!!!!! in vein of them being opposites attract kings, stan is naught an old soul ( i mean, in terms of music, he is sorta vintage ) and fucks very heavy with new movies. he really likes actiony stuff, lots of explosions and shit, very loud, very fast-paced. i feel like he likes superhero movies, like part of the stan name is because he was like eight and thought stan lee was a GENIUS. he watched into the spiderverse like...40 times. he has mental problems. stan likes cars, he does like the fast and furious movies, smh.

i think he...Specifically likes horror movies, though? because he is a spooky ooky edgy boy halloween KING? they just scratch an itch in his brain and he is engaged the entire time because there is either constant suspense or crazy amounts of action and running around. KYLE HATES IT, BTW!!!! kyle is a scaredy cat. like he is the scariest motherfucker on planet earth in person, but the silences and shit freak him out so much, he is not good with jump scares, he is behind his hands, in stan's lap, swearing soooo much like stanstanstan what the fuck I SWEAR TO GOD IF THAT WAS THE INVISIBLE MAN, I AM GOING TO KILL MYSELF, HOLY SHIT DID THAT JUST mOVE??? stan is deeply amused and thinks it is adorable, so he does subject kyle to stan spooky scary movie hour sometimes just to hold him...gaaaaay! idk which one is his favorite i have to get back to you on that. if you have suggestions like me know haha i am also...a scaredy cat.

a couple last things on stan and horror movies though is, i feel like that might be a contreversial take because stan doesn't like blood, but i think the scenarios being fake and because he works with so much fake blood doing whore-ror crimson dawn music videos, he just knows what it looks like and can tell hella quick. if he knows it's not real, it does not freak him out. i think he only thing he doesn't like is animals being killed...like people are fine??? help??? oh my god??? but not dogs or anything. he will cry and cower.

i also think that...weirdly...it combats his ptsd? specfifically final girl type movies where someone lives and kills the antagonist in a horror movie because it's very...relevant to him and reminds him that you can survive something horrible and be okay. and again, even when it's a total wipeout and not a happy ending, the catharsis of being scared and surprised is relaxing to him and knowing scary things can happen and be fake/everyday is not war or hell is good for him. he does avoid specifically triggering things with farms or fire? unless there is something where setting something on fire as a final girl/boy saves the town or everyone because...again...relevant and healing.

idk...complicated, but we get my gist, yeah?

i think they do a movie night once a week or something and they alternate choosing...they also complain bc their movie tastes are so different but love conquers all lmao, and they can always watch lotr and star wars and stuff. I THINK WHEN THEY'RE BEING CUTE THEY WATCH STUDIO GHIBLI MOVIES AND STUFF??? SO CUTE OMG. speaking of cartoons and anime adjacent things...stan do be making kyle watch stanime...kyle is in hell...jersey is like why are there so many boobs, why are they screaming, why are there 1000 episodes, he does also strategically plan makeout sessions ( i am so sorry it doesn't always work, stans boyfail cringe energy is so strong it's so awful, kyle is like literally on top of him and is like ;) if you turn the tv off, i can turn something else on and stan is like baby, you are blocking the epic battle scene, he's about to charge up his attack!!! KHDLSK I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN KYLE IS GONNA KILL HIM )

they do watch a lot of tv shows together, kyle's comfort television shows are still say yes to the dress and masterchef/gordon ramsey food network cooking competition type stuff — bc i'm watching next level chef, they are also watching next level chef and they scream so much like bRO HE'S GONNA MISS THE PLATFORM WHAT THE FUCK WHAT IS HE DOING!!!! it's so funny

speaking of say yes to the dress tho and stuff like that when kyle comes in all busted up from his bar fight and stan's patching it up, towards the end of that interaction right before they get back together, kyle is like "did you watch the new one?" and stan's like "no. i couldn't watch it without you. & even if i could, i wouldn't bc i don't know, i just didn't want to think about people being in..."

and kyle just takes a deep, steep breath and is like...

"...love."

and stan nods.

fuck my life.

ANYWAYS! there you go!

-uncle nina, butcherer of headcannons

#this was so long i am so sorry i had a lot to say #i hope this makes sense and feels right it felt right to me ig?#it made sense to me? idk idk idk #but no kyle is definetely an old school dramatic romantic movie boy even if he doesnt look like it and will lie & say hes not #it makes his heart warm and his eyes shiny omg #stan initiating makeout sessions when he gets bored is so real oh my god kyle is so weak too hes like Stan Absolutely Not #buuut it works everytime literally every time im not even joking hes like siGGghhh *pause* the netflix 'are u still watching'#no they are not...no they are absolutely not #jersey is def the type to watch those dramatic british victorian romance movies swooning over hands tensing and veins and shit #he is so touchy feely on the low im crying #MEANWHILE STAN IS ROMANCE BOY BUT HE DOES NOT HAVE TIME FOR THAT SHIT HE IS MOVING #HE IS SO SLAM WHAM POW WHACK SMACK #people fighting and shit? beating up bad guys? car chases explosions aliens monsters ACTION #hes so with it his eyes also get shiny he gets so excited #kyle does not watch anything he just watches stan get excited abt stuff and stan vice versa im love them #STAN AND HORROR MOVIES IS REAL THO HIM USING IT TO FIGHT HIS PTSD IT MEANS A LOT TO ME IT FEELS RIGHT TO ME #like just overcoming fear and just being constantly engaged bc of the suspense and all the running and stuff but yeah horror movies #specifically when the protagonist lives or says most of their friends or their town and defeats the big evil...good for stan #jersey kyle being baby asf and in stans lap is also v cute to me #it is very cute to stan he is like mi amor its gonna be ok!!!#kyle is like im gonna kill myself its gonna jump out rn okay im ready im ready n HES STILL NOT READY FOR IT LIKE WHAT THE FUCK

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