#just a small thing I wanted to make after seeing the newest episode

[moonit3]

How about a Yandere! Monster Mimic, where falling in love with a human reader...

(The mimic is a shapeshifting monster that can transform into an object or anyone it has seen, of course it can revert to its true amorphous form if it wants to.)

another non-human of for my blog? yes, please.

MY NON-HUMAN HUSBAND IS PERFECT!

➽ context warnings: male! yandere but he can shapeshift, fluffy content, gn! reader, mentioned cheating but nothing happening, also there isn’t much warning in this one.

➽ word count: 1.8k

➽ synopsis: your monster husband is the best thing to ever happen to you and there is no way you could forget him for that.

➽ yandere! mimic monster x gn! reader

➽ a/n: so you know when shows/anime have small segments inside the same episode (like saiki kusuo and the way of a househusband)? if the answer is yes, then i can tell you that i have write this since i watch them recently and got in the mood for something different compared to my past works. also, shot out to me if there is any mistaken down here!

tv show!

a soup opera is at the tv and smash can’t take his eyes off the screen, not even hearing you calling him to eat. instead, he just keep changing his appearance every time a new actor show up at the scene.

“nash!” you called him, but falling to gain his attention when he doesn’t even bet an eye at you. “it’s time for dinner, remember?”

no answer, he keep watching the tv on his own as the show continues to show the leads going to a wedding between another characters. the humanoid creature returned to his original form when seeing the groom and the bride kissing each other at the altar, afterwards he turn to see you and it was easy to understand what he wants to learn about the scene.

“to make the marriage officially end, the groom and the bride have to kiss each other after promising to spend their lifes together.” you replied. “but something they don’t work together and split up after. it’s common to happen, just like it happened to my uncle and aunt.”

he nodded, taking your words to consideration before going back to watch the soup opera, but this time with a bowl of rice that he began devouring without hesitation. nash always acts like he hasn’t eaten in days, when in fact, he had breakfast and lunch not long ago.

decided that you won’t dry the dishes for now, you took a place next to nash on the couch, watching the tv with him in silence. without taking his many pairs of eyes of the screen, he pulls you closer by his crawl, making you rest your head at his arm.

a smile grown on your lips when he does that, not only that makes you feel safer, but also relaxes your mind. it’s a sweet reminder that nash cares about you, even though he never spoken a word to you and the fact of him being whatever he is doesn’t change how much you care about him.

the cat

it already the third time that nash ended with his face full of cuts and bruises after another failed attempt of petting the stray cat that comes around home. you would be laughing if the whole event wasn’t sad, well at least, to his eyes.

“don’t cry, baby.” the sniff coming from the creature has become a common scene since the first time the stray cat has visited you and the cat always left after making nash’s face their newest canvas. “i’m sure that one day, the stray will become more docile and let you pet their fur. maybe even entering our house to sleep with us.”

he continues to sob regardless of yours words, but he remains still under your care when applying another band aid to his face. it’s a unique scene to have a two meter creature full of colorful band aids on his face, like he has been a victim of children’s drawing.

after you finished taking care of him, nash move away from your touch and made his way out towards outside the cabin, where he began sunbathing and stare out into the sky. to make sure he won’t get in trouble, you took a seat at the couch from the front porch, watching nash resting the sun and not giving much thought to the the wild animals that live around the cabin.

the breeze hitting your body makes you drowsy and your eyes can’t hold much longer, not after working hours and hours to fix the roof before the winter comes around. a yawn escapes your lips before you start feeling tired and your mind begging you to fall asleep after working long hours, but another side of you is forcing your mind to stay awake to spend more time with nash. and speaking of him, the monster approaches you with something in his arms.

“what it is, nash? another worm or grasshopper?” you asked, but seeing his smile reaching both of his ears confirms that it’s something even better. “show me.”

and he does. in his arms rests the stray cat that has been visiting the cabin for the past few weeks, but today it seems friendly, showing no signs of aggression towards nash as it usually does. because of that, he looks happier with the cat peacefully sleeping in his arms like a baby.

the scene itself is an adorable one, something that could easily come out from a kids’ shows and you could smile at nash for finally befriending the cat. your husband look so happy when snuggling the small animal, almost like he wasn’t crying just moments ago from being rejected from said animal.

the smile on your face grown more on your lips when you patted the stray cat, seeing the tiny animal enjoying being on nash’s laps only made you relaxed more, specially when he sat next to you to let you pat the cat even more.

“do you want to keep it?” he nodded, enthusiastic about the idea. “then, we should get a few things for the little one tomorrow when going to the town. got it?” he nodded again.

another yawn came out of your lips, making nash ware of your tiredness and he adjusted your head to be the one laying on his shoulder. even with your eyes closing, you can feel his form shape into a soft fur that makes you wonder if he knows that you love when he does that.

“im going to take a nap, wake me up in a hour or so…” and with that, you began dreaming on nash’s shoulder and he couldn’t be happier to have you by one side and the cat in the other side of his arm. the two most important things to him in the same place.

the old lady and the store

“i know your secret, young blood.”

your eyes widen open when the old lady’s words reached your ears, it’s only seven in the morning and there is already a problem that you need to solve...did nash got in another trouble with the town people? you hope not.

“my secret?” you played like you didn’t know what she is talking about, pretending to be a fool is an easy job for you. “i think you are mistaken, lady. i am nothing, but a mere normal hunter that lives in the woods.”

she didn’t buy your words, not when a grin suddenly emerged at her thin lips, you could already guess the many words that she would say about nash and you can imagine how the townspeople will hunt down nash. however, you stood quiet in front of the balcony, pretending to be a normal hunter while the old lady just stared at you.

“don’t play the idiot, kid.” she got up from her seat, even being shorter than you, the lady knows how to make her presence known and scary. “i know that young hunters like you always have your dirty secrets inside those wooden cabin.”

you only stared at her, not saying any words as she walked closer to you to take a better look at how shaken you have gotten with her intimidation. it’s hilarious that a hunter would be a the mercy of an old widow lady like her, one that barely hits your shoulder, the others would laugh at this scene.

“tell me, young blood.” her voice is now like a thunder stomping inside your head. there is no other clients at the store, so she didn’t need to low her voice at you. “how many people are you sleeping with?”

.

..

…

….

“excuse me? i-i am not sleeping around!”

the old lady laughed at your reaction, not caring if her loudness would reach outside the market, everyone of the town knows better than spying at her. it’s clear to those who could hear outside that you have become her newest victim to her attention and curiosity.

“please, kid.” she patted your shoulder when returning to her seat behind the balcony, this time with the biggest smile you ever saw at her lips. “i know everything about everyone at this small place and i know that you have been *hanging out* around with different people by every week that you comes to the town to sell your goods.”

“you are mistaken, lady!” you tried to make her rethink about the subject, but you quickly realized that she won’t hear you, not when she already looks absolutely certain about your ‘affairs’.

“don’t worry, kid. i won’t tell your husband about it.” she winked, giving you an even big smile when referring about your so called ‘partner’. “after all, i was just like you during my young days. full of beauty and grace, ready to make anyone fall to my feet and trust me, i was good at it~”

her rambling gains an extra awkwardness when you remember that nash did took many humans forms when coming to the town for the past months with you. he would often take different appearances when accompanying you, sometimes he would resemble a bombshell girl from those old magazines or maybe a good looking man from those old spies movies that you often caught him watching instead of sleeping.

well, at the bright side of this situation. the old lady believes you are sleeping around, not that you share the house with someone not human…so things are going good for you, right?

“that’s nice to hear, lady.” your lips curves into an nervous smile when she hands the products and that you quickly put inside your bag, wanting to leave fast as possible. “but i got to go, you know, to meet one of my ‘contacts’.”

she stares at you, again with her classic smile that reaches both of her eyes, “don’t forget to tell me about it when you come back to shop!” and with that, you finally leave the market with your bag full of stuff for the incoming winter.

the path back home was a peaceful one, no wild animals has tried to approach you and the rain didn’t start yet, so nothing has happened during your walk. once you have arrived at the cabin, nash welcomed you with open arms and brought you to a hug and began acting so happy, like you haven’t seen him in years.

nash brings you inside the cabin to show that he didn’t mess with anything during your absence nor has the cat destroyed the interior like you would expected, the small feline is still asleep in the same place you saw before going to the town. showing that he did succeed with his goals, nash helped you organize the things you’ve brought around the house.

it’s always a nice view seeing him becoming taller than you to organize the higher shelves of the kitchen and the storage room. thanks to him, you don’t need to bring the ladder from the basement. and with his assistance, the two of you arranged the foods rapidly and efficiently, leaving time to the two of you relax for the rest of the day.

@moonit3 writings

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[alastor-is-best-deer-boi]

The Littlest Morningstar

Rating: Gen

Warnings: None

Tags: Pre-canon, fluff, domestic fluff, parenthood, canon compliant for the most part I think except maybe one headcanon

Word Count: 1k

Summary: Lucifer and Lilith Morningstar admire their newborn daughter, Charlotte.

Note: After episode five I just had to write this! I had it stuck in my head and needed to get it out. I know posting it right before new episodes tomorrow seems crazy, but better now than tomorrow I think. Hope you enjoy all the fluff! This is my first Hazbin Hotel fic, so I hope it's not ooc.

Also, I know the title is ironic considering Charlie grows up to be taller than her dad, but it fits in this context.

Additionally, we need more little Charlie gifs! I know it's not accurate to the fic, but it's the best I can do.

Also Read on AO3

Lucifer sat slightly curled up with his wife, Lilith, on their bed. The couple leaned against each other, taking in the quiet, peaceful moment with the newest addition to their family, their newborn daughter.

He watched how his wife doted on her sleeping daughter, bundled up comfortably in a soft blanket. Lilith whispered sweet words to the infant, a smile on her face. Lucifer felt like he’d fallen in love with his wife all over again, his heart full of love for his precious family.

“What’s on your mind, dear?” Lilith spoke, still keeping her tone soft to not wake up Charlotte.

Lucifer looked up at her, a small smile on his face. “Just thinking about how lucky I am to have both of you in my life… and, I don’t know, I guess I’m feeling a little overwhelmed with love right now.” He chuckled softly, wiping a tear from his eye.

Lilith beamed, taking his hand in hers for a moment, rubbing gentle circles with her thumb on his skin.

“How are you feeling?” He asked.

She let out a small sigh, though still with a happy expression. “Tired… but overjoyed.”

“It was a lot to go through, but you, of course, handled it gracefully throughout the whole thing.” He kissed her hand.

“The whole thing? I feel like you may be exaggerating just a tad.” She joked.

“No, I mean it. How could I possibly lie about my beautiful, strong, and amazing wife, huh? It’s not something I’d do.” He grinned, meaning every word he said.

“Thank you, honey.” Lilith smiled and placed her hand on his cheek, leaning closer to kiss him.

Lucifer gladly accepted, closing his eyes and enjoying her presence. They eventually parted and rested their foreheads together; both smiling.

He pulled away when he heard the tiniest-sounding yawn he’d ever heard in his life; causing a wave of emotions in his heart. Lilith and he looked down at their tiny daughter. Her face had scrunched up, and with some effort, she opened her eyes.

“Oh, just look at her, Luce…” Lilith cooed, making sure her daughter was still settled comfortably in the blanket.

He could feel tears welling up again, quickly wiping them away and smiling. “She’s beautiful.”

“She looks like you, has your eyes.” She murmured, looking down at her with a small smile.

Lucifer felt a swell of pride seeing how similar his daughter’s eyes looked to his. Long ago, he struggled with some of the changes that had been done to him when he fell, the color of his eyes included. But seeing them in his daughter, they suited her wonderfully.

“Her eye shape is like yours, and she kinda has your nose,” he commented. “I think she’s a perfect mix of us, right?”

Lilith couldn’t help but smile again. “Absolutely perfect. Do you want to hold her?”

“Oh, really? You sure you’re ready to hand her over? Just look how small she is, practically the size of my hand! So fragile… I just… well, I…” He chuckled nervously, stammering.

“Honey, you won’t hurt her. It’ll be okay.” She cut off his anxious rambling, attempting to soothe him.

Lucifer looked up at her, slightly furrowing his brows and nodding, attempting to get his nervousness under control. “I’m sorry, you’re right… I guess I’m just…”

“Scared? I understand. You’re not alone in this.” She gave him an empathetic look. “We’ve been practicing for the whole nine months. You got this.”

He let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding and nodded again. “Thank you, Lili. I’m ready.”

“Don’t forget to unbutton your shirt a bit. Skin-to-skin contact is important for newborns.” She explained.

“Oh, uh, right.” Lucifer muttered and worked on unbuttoning a few top buttons on his shirt. He was significantly dressed down for the whole experience, wearing a long-sleeved plain button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and slacks.

When he was done, he held his arms out, carefully taking the infant in a secure hold as his wife slowly passed her to him. Little Charlotte blinked a couple of times, looking around the room. She had managed to wriggle one of her tiny hands out of the swaddle, still having her little fingers in an instinctive fist.

Lucifer held her close to his heart, hoping she could feel all the overwhelming love coming from the people who loved her most. He smiled, listening to her soft breathing and quiet coos.

“We’re so glad you’re here with us, little one,” he spoke softly, noticing how curious she was, continuing to look around. “Yeah, it’s a big change… all these new sights and senses. But you’re safe here with us. I promise.”

Lilith rested her head against her husband’s shoulder, watching them both lovingly.

Lucifer gently touched her soft, chubby cheeks. His thumb carefully rubbed the adorable little red circles on her face. They were just like the ones on his face.

Charlotte made a little content coo, already heading for the process of babbling. Though it would be a long while to get to that point. She reached her tiny hand out, gripping Lucifer’s finger.

“Wow… she’s way stronger than she looks.” He chuckled softly. “I suppose she takes after her mother.”

Lilith placed her hand on theirs for a moment, not fighting the urge to smile again. “She takes after both of her parents.”

He nodded, feeling tears in his eyes start to well up again. “She’s perfect… thank you for giving me the opportunity to be a father, I mean it.” He looked at Lilith, feeling nothing but pure love.

She smiled and gave him a quick kiss. Next, she kissed her daughter’s head; causing the newborn’s face to scrunch up in surprise for a split second.

Lucifer chuckled at her adorably confused expression. “You okay, Char Char? I guess it’s another new thing to get used to.”

“Char Char?” Lilith repeated, an amused smile showing on her face. “She’s barely hours old and you’ve already come up with a nickname?”

“Ah, well, I guess I couldn’t help myself… she’s just so cute!” He blushed a little from embarrassment.

“Of course she is. Look who her father is.” Lilith teasingly flirted a little. She laughed shortly, seeing how red his face turned.

“Thank you, dear.” Lucifer smiled and looked away for a brief second before looking back down at his daughter, gaining his composure somewhat.

Even though she wasn’t at the age yet to know how to smile, the corner of Charlotte’s mouth pulled up a little, giving the appearance of a smile.

Lucifer rested his face against Lilith’s shoulder for a second. “I don’t know if I have the strength for this Lili.” His voice muffled slightly.

She picked up on why and chuckled quietly. “Why is that?”

“Just—look at her! My heart can’t take how cute she is,” he said in a hushed tone, turning to look at his daughter again.

“I guess you’ll have to get used to it.” She smiled.

“I have no choice.” He sighed, clearly smiling as well.

Charlotte cooed again, and he gently patted her head, feeling the soft golden curls of her hair.

“I can tell she’s getting sleepy again… or maybe hungry… or both.” He furrowed his brows. “I’m going to have to learn all the differences.”

“You’ll get them in time,” she replied.

“Do you want to take her again?” He asked. “I don’t want to hoard all the baby cuddles…”

“If you’re okay with it, and there’s no such thing as hoarding baby cuddles.”

Lucifer scoffed lightheartedly. “Yet.”

He kissed Charlotte’s little red cheeks before handing her back to her mother. He watched her settle back into her mother’s arms, yawning again.

“Oh, you were right about her being hungry… I’m guessing after this she’ll probably fall asleep again,” Lilith spoke, nursing her daughter.

“Sounds about right. That’s the life of a baby, especially one as new as her.”

Eventually, as they had predicted, Charlotte fell asleep. Lucifer listened to her calm breathing again, feeling at peace, which had been hard to come by in his life before.

“We’re parents now,” he stated. “This is our new life…”

“Still feeling glad about it?” Lilith asked.

“I’m overjoyed.” He spoke honestly. “It’s just a lot to take in.”

She nodded. “I’m sure after a bit we’ll settle into our new routine.”

Lucifer looked up at her and smiled, appreciating how wise she was being. What would he do without her?

“I know I sound like a broken record, but I’m so lucky to have you two… I love you both.” He managed to keep his voice steady.

Lilith kissed his cheek. “I feel the same.”

Lucifer hoped he’d be good at this whole father thing. He knew that realistically every parent made mistakes, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t give it his best. And it didn’t change the fact that no matter what, he would love his daughter with everything he had.

“I love you, Charlotte. More than anything.” He thought.

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[queenendless]

❤️‍🩹 Period (Adult!Gojo Satoru x Fem!Reader) ❤️‍🩹

A/N: So much chaos happened at home last Friday in tune with my time of the month. Things are better now. And today's newest episode ... oh God. Next week and beyond is gonna crush my soul.

Ergo writing self indulgent comfort fics to quell the soul. Just period stuff, fluff, comfort, basically Gojo being the #1 boyfriend/husbando~

All credit to characters and image below goes to Gege sensei. PLEASE DON'T STEAL OR COPY MY WORK, RATHER LIKE AND REBLOG. I hope you enjoy.

Menstrual cycles are quite the monthly hassle.

The first day came today.

Curled up on the couch, trying to relax despite the mixed emotions coursing through your hormonal state when your phone pinged about a notification.

(Heyyyyy~)

You could imagine his cheery, upbeat voice singing it out loud that made you smile at least at the thought of it.

(Hey.)

(Missions are done! Errands done! Souvenir shopping time~! Ya want anything?)

You whined weakly as your hand clutched your now swollen tummy.

(Can you pick up some pads and or tampons and pain relievers on the way back?)

(Mother nature calling?)

(Yeah.)

(KK. Imma get the munchies. Sweet? Salty?)

You texted him your preferences.

(♡)

You smiled, sending him one more message.

(。・ω・。)

After being gone for 10 days straight, you couldn't wait to see him again.

After changing in the bathroom, you had closed the door behind yourself when you felt a familiar cursed presence appear behind the front door of your shared apartment, followed by the clacking sound of dress boots being taken off.

"Y/n~! I'm home~!"

The boosted hormonal wave crashing into you had you tearing up at the sight of your blindfolded giant sorcerer lover before barreling over into a tight bear hug.

"Oya oya~ What is this~?" Gojo lifted you up under your arms, bringing your blubbering face right in front of his, teeth gleaming in that smug ass smile. "My sweet angel is shedding tears for me~? Oh I'm flattered~!"

You wacked your fists and feet into him — though Infinity was making sure they did not connect. "You can go off on your ego boost after I lay down, god damn Toru!"

Gojo's enriching deep chuckle left you fuzzy as he carried you up in one arm, waving his bag of goodies in your face. "Okie dokie!" He plopped you down on the couch, dropping the bag in your lap, then dipped his head down. "Time for kissies~!"

His deep smooch was smothering – in a sweet laced good way.

"Gojo," His giant hands cradled your face, tilting you as he kissed you from a different angle, making it very difficult to focus. "Uh–!" His many tender pecks peppered many times on your lips, feeling his warm breath brush your moistness. "My heating pad." You giggled as his lips wandered to your cheek, then your neck, your mental processing faltering from his insisting distracing lips. "Please?"

His disappointed whine dispersed as your hands ruffled his propped up spiky snow white hair, kissing his cheek. "Alright alright." His exasperated sigh was betrayed by his mirthful expression as he pecked your nose then stalked off to your shared bedroom, startling you from his shouting voice down the hall. "Uh sweetie?! The battery in this is dead!"

You swore under your breath, whimpering as a finicky upset kiddie from the cramps, before pulling a small capped bottle of Ibuprofen out of the bag. "Could you go out and buy a replacement?" You asked as you downed two small capsules with water from your water bottle.

"Hmm … I could … OR!"

Feeling tall lean firmness behind you made you nearly flail off the couch hard, caught by those dark blue sleeved arms of his.

"Toru! One of these days, warping is gonna give me a heart attack, I swear to God!"

"Unless it's by a Death Note, I think not."

"God." You grumbled as he snatched your small Roku control before turning on the big HD TV as you rummaged out a small package of your munchies. "What about my heating pa – ?"

You stopped speaking, shuddering as his giant hand slid underneath the hem of your top, resting on your bulging tummy, rubbing his fingers soothingly slowly around your bulge.

"You were saying?" His sultry voice purred in your ear.

You shakily breathed at how hot he sounded.

You felt yourself melting against him, his skin being more than enough to chase the discomfort away. "I never thought I'd find a blindfolded giant so hot." You shyly, shamelessly admitted.

"And you're my warm marshmallow." Gojo laughed.

You rolled your eyes, grinning as you ripped the bag open, offering some of it to him behind you, knowing whatever you ate he'd want as well. "Stuff that mouth of yours already, you goof."

His delighted hum, nuzzling his head atop yours, cradling your belly softly, it all relaxed your hormonally effed up nerves.

Binging Netflix, eating some snacks, cuddling on the couch, this is what you missed.

Gojo especially missed this.

For even the strongest sorcerer of the modern age was also the loneliest man there ever was. Exorcizing curses, flipping off the stingy higher ups, watching his students progress from afar, so much done and yet he would stay restless until he felt you in his arms again.

Chewing on more munchies by the handful, he felt your form laxing. Looking down, vocally aweing at the sight of your open mouthed self, your form slowly and softly rising then descending as you breathed, nodding off in the middle of watch time.

He knew these monthly visits from Mother Nature meant you'd be more moody, more drained, so a relaxed sleeping Y/n was the better outcome to receive.

Even in this corrupted present world, he hoped his students, friends and allies would one day be at his level to help him bring down the current world and make it anew. Better for the good souls out there.

Especially for the one that's been filling the emptiness left inside him the most.

Lowering down the volume, he set the remote aside on the coffee table before the couch, watching as you mumble slurry discontent at having his hands leave you.

Gojo Satoru. Your resident heating pad. Noted.

Wiping his hand with some stray napkins you left on the table then leaving the opened half empty snack bag there as well, he turned you carefully on your side so your front would mesh with his, absorbing his warmth into you, the pinched frown on your face melting into that smile he adores so much, nuzzling your cheek into his jacketed chest.

Sliding his hands beneath the hem again, he began rubbing circles in your back, eating up the sight of the shivers your dreaming self gave off, firmly kissing the side of your head as he became lost in your scent.

Lost in this slice of heaven as the troubles of his life and the rest of this world seemed to wash away, he drifted off to nap-ville only to meet you there himself, murmuring words to imprint his biggest constant thought in all your time spent apart.

"I missed you too."

Ah, it's good to be home.

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[broflovskisbitch]

Matt stone x barista!reader

this is mainly for me cause unfortunately I'm a fucking degenerate with a nic addiction and the last few days at work were hell lmao

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You're sitting in the alley behind the cafe you work at in some shitty fold-out chairs you got from goodwill. You had set up a little 'nicotine nook', as your coworkers liked to put it, for when you or anyone else needed to step out and smoke or vape. You were curled up, trying to make yourself as small as possible, as fat tears rolled down your cheeks.

Today was rough. Really. Really fucking rough. First, you woke up late, so you were running behind on opening tasks, then it was unusually busy, so you didn't have proper staffing, and on top of it all, people were just exceptionally shitty. Yelling at you for small things that weren't even your fault. Normally, you would just laugh it off and store it with all the other crazy stories of people you deal with at work. But today it was just too much. way too fucking much.

As soon as your work friend, Jessie, clocked in, they took one look at you and nearly pushed you out the back door to take a break. "I don't want to hear it, you look like you're gonna faint," they said, brushing off any denials you tried shooting their way.

And that's why you found yourself curled up on the chair, nursing your vape. You hated that you developed a nicotine addiction, but unfortunately it was common within food service. and you understood why. It was meditative, rhythmic. inhale, hold, exhale. It helped slow your breathing and gave you a weightless feeling in your head. Made your thoughts slow down.

~~~~~

A chime sounded through the store as Matt entered the cafe, he'd made it a habit of coming in a few times a week when writing for the newest episode. It helped when writing in his office felt a little stifling, and he always loved asking for your input on pacing, jokes, or plot ideas. and you really enjoyed his presence, you loved watching when he and trey would bicker or quietly voice out lines when no one else was in the cafe. You also just loved watching him work when it was just him, how his brow would furrow when he was deep in thought, or how he'd just quietly laugh to himself as he thought of something funny. You found it really cute and endearing.

Normally with regulars in your cafe, the relationship would end there, in the cafe. But with Matt you’d find yourself hanging out with him in the studio occasionally. It initially started when he found you waiting in the pouring rain for the bus. He dragged you to the studio and immediately got you dry clothes and wrapped you in blankets, insisting your lips were blue and that he'd drive you home as soon as your teeth stopped chattering. Ever since then, it was relatively common to walk with him and Trey to the studio after your shift ended.

Matt quickly scanned behind the counter looking for you, but only found two of your coworkers. He caught Jessie's eye. "Oh good, Matt! y/n's out back, but uh, let me go check on her real quick. She had a shit morning, but I'm sure she'd appreciate seeing you. I'll be right back." They quickly scurried to the back door.

His cheeks flushed slightly, he really liked you but assumed it would be one sided, he never expected you to be equally as happy to see him.

He looked up as your coworker, Chase, spoke up, "yeah man, she totally has a crush on you, you should see her before you come in, she gets all flustered and shit-" He pauses, realizing what he said, "aw fuck, man, don't tell her I said that, damn it she's gonna kill me. I'll be right back," Matt chuckled as Chase scrambled out the back door.

~~~

You’d heard the back door open, quickly wiping your eyes, trying to look put together for whoever was coming.

“Hey y/n, it’s just me,” You heard Jessie call out as they walked towards you, “Matt's here, do you want to see him?"

Your stomach fluttered at the mention of Matt, but you quickly felt embarrassed, staring at the brightly colored box in your hands. You didn't want him seeing you like this, you always felt embarrassed when people found out you vaped. It felt so shameful, at least with smoking some people considered it cool or attractive. But vaping just made you look like a jackass sucking on green apple flavored air.

You took another deep inhale of the sickly sweet vapor, letting it settle in your lungs before exhaling, watching the cloud disperse in the air in front of you. Before you could give your answer you heard your other coworker, Chase, poked his head out from the back door. "Hey, I hope you don't mind but I told Matt that you really like him, but like that you just like when he comes in and-." He gave a sheepish smile as you let out a frustrated groan, burying your face into your hands.

"God damn it chase. I love you to death but Jesus. Anyways, guys, seriously, I'm fine. it's not that big of a deal." you lied, you'd been fighting off a panic attack the entire day, everything felt crushing, but you'd do everything in your power to pretend it was okay. You appreciated that they cared, but sometimes you convinced yourself that people were only consoling you so they wouldn't have to see you cry.

"Dude, someone threw their drip coffee at you because you forgot cream," Chase responded. Jessie also fired back with, "And you had that soccer mom scream at you because we aren't Starbucks so we didn't have refreshers for her kids. And then-"

"Okay okay! I get it! I got my shit rocked today." you groaned, "Listen, just… give me five more minutes. I'll compose myself and then I'll be back inside, okay?" They gave each other a look and wandered back into the cafe, the door closing heavily behind them.

You closed your eyes and rested your head against your knees that were still up to your chest. You took one more inhale as you heard footsteps approach, exhaling as you spoke, "Chase, really, I appreciate the concern, but I'm trying to hold it together until I get home so I can just cry."

But you don't hear the male voice you were expecting, "Oh doll, what happened?" you heard Matt coo gently. That did it alright, you felt a pang in your heart and suddenly you couldn't keep in the tears. Matt sat in the chair beside you and pulled you towards him, hugging you against his side. You tucked your head into the crook of his neck, your body shaking with your sobs. You heard him mumble 'c'mere' as he shifted you to his chair onto his lap, rubbing your back and humming some song you couldn't really recognize. But it gave you something to focus on instead of your spiraling thoughts, letting you slowly gain control of your breathing.

"'m sorry, matt. I didn't want you to see me like this." you murmured, pulling your face from his neck, rubbing your eyes.

"Like what? A person with emotions that got pushed to their limits?" He asked, pulling the hair tie from your hair and carding his fingers through the strands.

"I guess, but I look like a total douchebag vaping out here," you leaned into his hand.

"y/n have you not *heard* the shit I've done when I was younger?" he chuckled, "I could not give less of a shit that you vape. We all have vices."

You two sat in silence for a little bit, Matt still running his fingers through your hair. You felt your stomach flip as you finally registered the position you were in. You sigh, shifting in his lap to get up when he pulls you closer to him. "Where do you think you're going?" he quirked an eyebrow at you.

"Back to work? I've spent too much time out here already, and I still have two hours left in my shift," You attempt to wiggle out of his arms again.

He shakes his head, "Nope. I asked Jessie if you could go home early and they had already planned on letting you clock out once you were done here. C'mon, let's get you clocked out. We'll go to my office, order some take out and you can help me edit the script this week. How's that sound?" he smiled down at you, brushing your hair out of your face.

You gave him a watery smile, wondering how you got so lucky to have someone like him in your life, "That sounds really nice."

#matt stone x reader #matt stone #can i let yall in on a secret #ive never been in a relationship so im not confident with writing romance 🫡 #my writing

[ackermental]

Listen, I have no idea how that’s even possible, but the second episode is just as good as the first one, if not better.

  I’m actually struggling to think of anything that was not to my taste, so again, I’ll begin with cons, since I have a feeling those will be much shorter:

1. Alicent harming herself 🙄🤨😒

Not so long ago I’ve made a post about different show where I’ve pointed out this newest trope writers use. They make the most unlikable character in the story either a victim of rape, self harm, or a minority in order to make them look more sympathetic. More often than not, they do that to female characters. It’s disgusting, it’s on the nose, it has no place in this story. I hate it. Let women be bad characters, we are only people, we can be terrible bitches just like any other random dude.

2. The Wigs™. Nothing new here, still bad though. The one for Laena is sending me 🤣🤣, they did my girl dirty.

3. Rhaenys’ talk about men not choosing her, when she was supported by two Great Houses and the House with the largest fleet in the Kingdom 🙄. This woman should know better than anyone that the Great Council was a suss and the voting was cheated. I have to say, though, that there is a big chance she was simply manipulating Rhaenyra, just like Corlys was manipulating Viserys. I’m putting this in cons just in case for now.

4. I hoped that they would change Dragonstone’s design, at least the interior. That’s an ancestral seat of the Royal family at the time of their peak. It kinda made sense for it to look dreadful in GOT, but not in HOTD.

5. The little figures shown during the choosing of the next Kingsguard were pretty and all that, but what was the point of them? I have no idea.

6. It seems they’re not going to make Strongs members of the Oldtown Triad conspiracy, and that’s a shame. It takes away a lot of depth from Harwin’s character, if not all of it. It also simplifies the coup for ‘common viewer’. As if we were not capable of understanding it. Not to mention we’ll no longer have the tragic irony of Viserys replacing Otto with Lyonel thinking he made a difference, when in fact this changed nothing 😞. 

And that’s it. The rest was wonderful.

1. I simply adore Corlys being a manipulative asshole, playing for himself and his family and for no one else. I was so worried that the writers would go for Velaryons being Targaryen’s bitches and besties and *Yay! We are so proud to be light!Targs* thing. It sure is what most of this fandom has thought about them for years. Corlys twisting the situation on the Stepstones into an excuse to wed his daughter to the King and going after Daemon as soon as Viserys puts him aside was brilliant. The fact that he straight out admits by the end of the episode, that the situation on the Stepstones puts HIS House in danger 🥳😍. Love to see it.

2. We can witness Rhaenyra slowly trying to gain her voice during political meetings and how quickly the entire Oldtown Team shuts her up. It shows us so clearly, that they’ve used her for their own agenda and that with Daemon gone, nobody, even her own father, gives a single fuck about what she wants to say. It’s so heartbreaking, seeing just how strong Otto’s grasp on Viserys is.

3. Rhaenyra choosing Criston was such a great scene covering multiple pieces of storytelling. The way she has to stand on an increase, to make us understand how ‘small’ she still is. Rhaenyra smiling, truly smiling for the first time in the entire episode before she sees Daemon again, while she chooses a man who will later bring death to her and her children, almost brought tears to my eyes. Also, her already having stronger backbone and doing something Viserys couldn’t do for years – standing up to Otto. The fact that she picks Cole not because she’s smitten, but because Criston is a great fighter.🤌🤌 

4. Love the little detail of Otto trying to put someone from House Crakehall or Mallister on the Kingsguard. Crakehalls will later fight for the Greens, while Mallisters wanted to fight for the Greens and changed their minds only after Velaryons’ threatened them intervention.

5. I still hate Alicent being Rhaenyra’s friend, but their scene was full of brilliant characterization. They used it perfectly to show the contrast between the two. Alicent being this pious, well-bred Lady, who knows her place, does her fathers' bidding, goes to Sept, prays for her mother and tells Rhaenyra that she should not get involved with politics. And Rhaenyra, talking about men plotting behind her back to a person who is actually plotting behind her back (and good lord, I love this scene!) and trying to act for herself. It’s a beautiful build up from the last episode, with Alicent being terrified of the septa and feeling this pressure to learn, because that’s what is expected of a Lady vs Rhaenyra already having the knowledge, because it’s an interesting story worth knowing and remembering, as well as the iconic „fuck the septa”. 

6. I love how the show emphasizes the difference between Valyrians and the Andals and how Rhaenyra and Daemon are the main representatives of their culture. They refuse to abandon their traditions, to forget their language and faith. I love how it shows them not really belonging in this country, in their own court. Love how it explains Oldtown preferring Viserys who managed to acclimatize better. Rhaenyra doesn’t even know what to do in the Sept, because those are not her gods, yet she’s still being respectful. But that was never enough for the Andals, was it?

7. I’ve changed my mind. Velaryons being at King’s Landing actually explains the large plot hole of just how Laena managed to bind Vhagar to her, when Velaryons haven’t been around any dragnos (except for Meleys ofc) for years in the books.

8. I like how smooth the exposition for Rhaenyra’s age was. Viserys talking about her being fifteen makes perfect sense, because what father doesn't find the adolescence of his little girl to be terrifying? I salute all the idiots screaming about her being eleven.

9. The microexpressions Emily gives are just cheff's kisses👌. Alicent knows very well what she’s doing.

10. Rhaenyra wearing Daemon’s necklace even after all this time and ‘the heir for a day’ rumor 😭. She doesn’t believe it for a second, and I love it!

11. Viserys straight out admitting that he thinks of Otto and Grand Maester as the Small Council. Not that he’s wrong, but the fact that those cunts don’t even have to pretend, yet still do, shows you just how calculating they are. The little comedy Otto does with Mellos, trying to make it look like one is for Laena and the other is not, yet we still got treated to the little look maester gives Otto, like „c’mon man, this is your line now”. I want to kiss the showrunners.

12. Laena asking after Vhagar. Yes girl, you have your priorities in the right order!

13. The fact that they point out Lords making vows to Rhaenyra and how it does change everything. Finally somebody understands how feudalism works. Rhaenys storming off with a huff, because she knows she’s been talking nonsense and trying to twist the facts, yet it’s still not working on Rhaenyra. „Your father is not a fool”, please Rhaenys, you can do better than that.

14. Otto jumping out of his chair to stop Viserys, because he knows that if he allows the two brothers to meet, they will make up and all of his hard work will be for nothing. The audacity this man has, to say that Daemon would harm his brother, when he’s the one plotting House Targaryen demise!

15. I know I’ve made many jokes about it as soon as I saw it, but the scene on Dragonstone is actually brilliant. Daemon increasing his provocations to the point where he can no longer be ignored was a smart idea to make his brother meet up with him. If not for Otto, it would have worked. The fact that he takes the specific egg, hoping that if he doesn't get to see his brother, he at least gets to see Rhaenyra, again shows you that this man just wants to be with his family. And when it doesn’t go as he’s planned, he at least makes an attempt to rouse Otto, counting on him to take the bait and give Daemon an excuse to finally kill the cunt where he stands.

16. The dismissing way in which Daemon addresses Ser Cunt, the “very good” line. Oh, how well we were served this week 🤭🥰.

17. The way this episode makes it explicably clear that dragons are the most deadly weapons in the world and that dragonriders are a tremendous power the King wields. And show writers are hammering it down hard. First when Rhaenyra points it out to her father, who’s constantly being manipulated into forgetting just how large of a force he has at his disposal. Then again when Otto calls the egg weapon. And then again when we see Ser Cunt, the rest of the Kingsguard, and Otto cower before Caraxes. Yes, Cole might be a better knight, yes, Kingsguard might be better trained than City Watch, but it still makes no difference because Targaryens have dragons. It was a great scene to make viewers understand, that if you wish to get rid of Targaryens, you have to do it without openly challenging them. Because if you do, you’ll lose every time.

18. The face Otto makes when he sees Caraxes 🙌👏. The fact that book readers can see the moment he remembers Hightowers' own prophecy. That if they ever dare to fight dragons, the Oldtown will burn. The fact that he almost believed the lies he’s been feeding Viserys and forgot for a second why Targaryens are the Royal family in the first place. His forced calmness, the way he straightens his back and gives his men the command to stand down. That was some wonderful characterization done with only one line of dialog. And it makes him look like a badass even though he’s retreating.

19. Daemon standing down as soon as he sees Rhaenyra, his little smile when she lands, him throwing her an egg. She’s been so alone this whole time, with both Rhaenys and Alicent dismissing her new role, her father ignoring her, the Small Council basically treating her like a joke. And here Daemon is, giving her what she wants without any fight. It’s also such an important little detail for how this story will unfold. This man hates the mere idea of Rhaenyra being angry at him, she’s the only family member who still loves him implicitly and for a man who craves love as much as he does, it makes perfect sense that he’s ready to do anything to prove himself to her. The fact that Otto is right there to see it, explains even more the Oldtown Triad using this affection against them later on.

20. By the way, I love how Otto begins this episode with absolutely ignoring Rhaenyra as an opponent and only seeing her as a naive girl, who's there just to serve his purpose (the same way he uses his own daughter), only to realize by the end how much of a real threat she is. He’s just caught up to the fact that he made Lords of Westeros swear fealty to a woman who’s a dragonrider, a dragon hatcher, is actually very comfortable with her valyrian roots, has a very good relationship with another dragonrider, and who at the age of fifteen dares to challenge him and straight out ignores his council. The irony of replacing Daemon with someone much, much worse is slowly starting to bite him in the ass. 

21. The writers really be out there, pissing on all those morons claiming that Daemon is a power-hungry madman, who wishes to take his brother’s crown. „I’ll speak of my brother as I wish. You will not.”

22. I loved watching Corlys exploiting Daemon’s position in order to get Caraxes to deal with his war. It’s a really well-played move.

23. And here we have it, Rhaenyra’s final realization that she’s truly alone, that she can’t trust anyone, that nobody at court stands in her corner. Which will later explain her need to find someone just for herself, and the way she’ll see and use Criston, and her happiness at having Daemon back again, and jeez, it’s such a well-writen story!

So yeah, another episode that turned out to be great. I was still not over my shock from last week and they did it again, they gave us good ASOIAF content. Can’t wait for more.

#hotd #house of the dragon #daemon x rhaenyra #daemon targaryen #rhaenyra targaryen

[itskelaufeyson]

Why am I not suprised?

So some of you may have seen my post about replaying the newest volume and taking Shawn with me instead of Kyle.

(I'm on a Theo route, but stuck by Kyle during Casa as he was the best of the bunch. But since Claudia said she did bits with Shawn I wanted to see if drama would unfold if I brought him with me instead of Kyle.

And to prevent giving Kyle false hope by bringing him with me to the Villa.

Well, get ready to be disappointed.

Pictures and my opinion are underneath the cut to avoid spoilers in case you want to play it yourself but I wouldn't waste your tickets on this in my opinion.

So it starts the same with who ever you pick being happy "even while they're the best of the bunch and they'll just have to try harder." I will admit reading that last part about Kyle almost made me reconsider playing this episode again to bring him with me.

And then the biggest dissapointment of the whole episode the name chance to Kyle WHICH DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE!

So you slept with Kyle...while we were with Kyle that night....Sure.

Like if you are going to chance the name to the person FB is forcing down our throaths even if you've friendzoned them like four times already, at least make the effort to be like; he snuck away after your night together or something like that. But FB would never do that because that would mean that your man isn't loyal and it would cause drama and more work for FB to work out.

If you are going to chance the name turn it into Max at least or something since we've already established he is a game player.

And since I didn't do anything with anybody here outside of the challenges, and I want her and Theo to end it I just had to point it out.

And regarding Shawn, who I think had like one or two small convo's with, just gets the whole personality of the person who you're bringing with you. Head over heels, going to show you how much you mean to him. I lit the fire in his kitchen or something like that - I had totally forgotten he was a cook because we never really went into depth with it-.

This whole scene would just have been better if we had to option to be like; I brought you because I see you as a friend, but you deserve a chance at love so I brought you.

(And it would have been ever better if he slept with Claudia for the drama)

Overall,

I don't know why I expected these seasons to be like the first 3 where you're choices actually mattered. There would have been so many chances of drama (either Kyle playing the game and cheating, Claudia having to see Shawn everyday even though she friendzoned him, the fight between Theo and Shawn). Since I do think that if Claudia would do bits with anybody it would be Shawn since she had the most connection with him.

So yeah, just another thing FB disapointed us in. Although I just might write a one-shot about this whole situation and how it could have been. Or if any other fanfic writers want to do that, you're free to do so I would eat that stuff up.

#litg #love island the game #love island game spoilers #litg theo #litg claudia #litg casa amor #love island the game season 8 #litg season 8

[chaoticcornchip]

Yandere Error404 x reader!

Requested by April_Gianttale on wattpad!

A/n - just letting you know reader, the pov of the writing is kinda random, some chapters will be in 1st pov, others in 2nd or 3rd, sometimes a mix. Just letting you know. And more times than not you are referred to as they/them, might change later as my brain be like no this is weird to read. But yeah. 

Image by Mokutree3 on tumblr

Error404 belongs to @vibeless15

TW- possessive behavior, kidnapping, swearing, murder, mentioned guilt trip/manipulation 

3rd POV

It was a warm, pleasant summer afternoon, a h/l h/c middle aged person hummed a small tune. A smile on their face as they took care of a few more files to finish up the day at work. Y/n's mind began to drift aimlessly as the excitement to head over to their friends place and watch the newest episodes of f/s grew more and more potent.

Finishing the last file up, y/n eagerly placed it on the stack of papers that, like this one, were all completed and ready to be moved over to get sent and checked y employees in one of the other buildings. Packing their things they stood up and turned and walked into someone, causing them to drop the papers they were carrying all over the floor. 

Y/n's face flushed in embarrassment "oh shit. Sorry I wasn't paying attention, lost in my own thoughts heheh, here let me pick these up," they laughed nervously as they gathered the fallen paper.

Standing up they smoothed the paper out before handing it back, "it's alright, accidents happen," responded a male voice.

That got y/ns immediate attention, miraculously out of all those who are still in the office, they just had to run into the one person they have a crush on here.

"Say your name was..... Y/n right?" He asked, taking his work back.

A small tinge of red crept onto y/ns face, 'wh- omg...he knows my name! Hold on keep calm y/n it isn't too big of a deal- OH WHO AM I KIDDING I AM NOT GOING TO STAY CALM FROM THIS'

(a/n- sorry if this is cringy or whatever I am out of ideas, also refer to your crush however you want I just used he/him to make this easier to write and read)

"Y-yep, heh that's me alright."

C/n gave a small smile, "well it's nice to see you, last time we met was at your... application meeting, I believe."

Y/n gave a nod "yep! It's nice to see you as well........." they shifted there eyes side to side and rugged on the collar of their f/c shirt, "say is it hot in here or is it just me?" Y/n stammered out, sweat building up slowly.

C/n stood there a little puzzled, "uh it feels fine to me, say you look a bit red- do you need anything- here I'll get you some water" he answered himself and walked off before the stunned y/n could speak.

'Greaaaaattttttt- wait- maybe I could snag a hangout or maybe even a da- no, no you just freaking talked to him get to know him first y/n.' They thought for a few seconds, 'oh hey! Maybe 404 could help with this and give me some advice! He is smart he could give me tips, right?'

Shortly after that the h/c male returned with a paper cup filled with water in his hand, "here, hope this helps, if there is anything else you need, let me know." He says handing them the cup. Taking the it y/n took a sip of the cold liquid and already felt their nerves relaxing and thus them calming down.

"Thanks." They murmured.

C/n gave a nod, "welp I will be seeing you later, have a good night" he said walking away, leaving y/n to think.

*time skip brought to you by tiny bred factory🍞 *

*time 6:40pm

Y/n stood at the doorstep of 404's house and rang the doorbell. Waiting a few moments they noticed that the skeleton monster must've planted some flora of various types, seeing there was more green foliage around his home, mixed with some flowers.

'Huh, I thought he said he didn't really care about plants or how his yard looked, as long as it met the neighborhood standards. Guess your rant about plant life got to him y/n heh,' they thought with a slight smirk.

Y/n let out a small huff as he still hasn't answered the door yet 'I swear to fuck, if he doesn't answer I am breaking this door down.' They began to ring the doorbell a few (hundred) more times, breaking the thing in the process.

Finally there was motion and it quickly followed with the door being opened, revealing an exhausted, dead inside 404.

"Why are you so loud, I was taking a nap." He groaned, letting the human in.

"Why? Didn't you know I was coming at 6:40?" They responded.

404 was silent for a moment, yes he did remember but originally he thought y/n was coming a bit later, and thus he believed he could at least get a bit of rest after having to manage Error all damn day. "Yeah, just drifted off I guess" he says as he begins to head to the kitchen, "want anything to drink?"

"Sure, a f/b would be nice" the human responded their gaze drifting around and looking at some of the items their friend has cluttered on shelves and walls.

"y/n could you get the tv ready?" He called out.

Rolling their eyes y/n headed to the living room, "I don't see why you didn't have it turned on and ready already, are you getting lazy without telling me."

"ABSOLUTELY NOT! WHERE DID YOU GET THAT FROM?!" He shouted, which was shortly followed by a bang and a muffled cuss.

Y/n covered their mouth in an attempt to hide their snicker, "oh nowhere just saying it to bother you."

After a bit 404 came back in with a f/b and a beer, he sat down on the couch next to y/n and passed the f/b over to them. After they both got comfortable 404 took the remote and started the show.

*skip cuz does it look like I am going to TRY and write a small show even in the background? No, no it does not.*

After like 40 minutes, the two finally reached the credits of the episode. 404 blinked once or twice before letting out a yawn and stretching his arms, "welp, that was disappointing." He says as he wrapped an arm around y/ns shoulder.

Y/n shrugged him off "yeah, but it was still a good episode." Y/n paused for a moment "Say 404, any chance you have uhm.... Any useful advice for dealing with your crush, like to hang around them and not be awkward?" They asked a bit hesitant.

The skeleton was a little bit stunned, not showing it he simply spoke, "no, not really, why? Who's the lucky person?"

"Just a coworker, who i haven't really gotten to know," y/n responded.

404 let out a small hum, "well I guess this isn't creative at all, but just be yourself ignoring what you humans usually say as "but what if they don't like who I am," if they don't like who you are, then that's their fucking problem. you shouldn't be wasting time trying to be what anyone wants you to be, become who you wanna be for yourself and others. Better live a life with the truth even if you don't like it than living in a life of falsehoods and lies."

Y/n listened to her friends words and thought deeper. They smiled "heh thanks 404 that actually helps a lot I guess," the replied.

404 shrugged "no problem, so what are we going to do now?"

*skip several weeks cuz I am lazy and don't wanna write more boring shat, deal with it*

It's been 3 weeks, y/n without appearing creepy or weird hung out and grew to know c/n, overall 404 was fine with it, no jealousy at all.... At least until the two started to get closer and y/n slowly began to spend more and more time with c/n instead of 404.

The skeleton has mostly been keeping it cool but the worry is thick in his mind, is he going to lose the only good thing he has? To some random human? As these questions and those similar repeated he began to have dreams about y/n leaving him or forgetting about him entirely. And that is where his paranoia led to him whenever y/n was around, he would find some excuse for them to stay.Whether it be about the weather, him needing "help" with something, ect. He even started going low as in guilt tripping.

But on the third week... when y/n finally introduced him to c/n. His jealousy sparked and turned into pure obsession, the obsession of keeping these two away from each other permanently . Time went on he tried intimidating his so-called competition, bribery, blackmail, anything else you name it. Amazing nothing worked it only got c/n to bond closer with 404's friend.

Y/n wasn't exactly oblivious, they notice 404s clinginess and how upset he has been lately, not to mention every fucking excuse he has for the human to stay. It utterly confused them, he was perfectly fine with it awhile ago, so what changed and what is with this new thing?

*done with overview thingy*

Y/n was at a park walking with c/n as the two chatted about random things that caused them both to laugh. Finally the two stopped and sat down on a bench and ate the ice cream they had gotten. There was awkward silence between the two, y/n was confused and a little worried, is something wrong with c/n too?

This deafening silence lasted for an eternity more before c/n spoke, "uhm, so I have been thinking y/n....."

They looked at him, "yes?" They asked worry building up in their head.

C/n was quiet for a moment, "I was wondering.... Would you go out with me?" He asked blushing a bit.

Y/n sat there astonished, "y-yeah of course!" They exclaimed. "When and where to?"

C/n thought "how about tonight at f/r? Would around 8 work?"

Y/n gave a nod and kissed c/n on the cheek, "it's a date."

Time went on the two left the park and went their separate ways, y/n was overflowing with joy and head over to 404s house, owing him a visit after not being there yesterday day.

*le skip*

Y/n knocked on the door, 404 shortly was there, "oh y/n, I didn't think you would be here, weren't you busy with him?" He said letting them in.

Y/n shrugged, "yeah but I felt bad about yesterday and so I wanted to stop by."

404 let out a skeptical 'hm'.

The skeleton couldn't help but notice that the human was a bit.... Cheerful, "what has you so happy?" He asked, growing a bit angry almost expecting it.

Y/n beamed "i got a date with c/n tonight at 8!" They exclaimed happily.

His soul dropped, a wave of terror and rage rushed over him, "that's......great" he forced out, grinding his teeth together, here it was. The moment he lost EVERYTHING the one good fucking thing he had to look for to. No he won't let this happen... y/n is HIS not some PATHETIC, weak human boy who just waltzed into existence.

As y/n headed to leave they got stopped in place by 404 who grabbed them "hey 404 what are you doing?!" They demanded.

The skeleton was silent and just swiftly wrapped his arm around y/n's soft, fleshy neck, tucking the joint of his elbow under the human's chin, his free hand then pushed the back of their head forward, cutting off the humans air. Y/n struggled and tried to get free with no prevail, 404 tightening his hold each time they fought, eventually their struggles weaken and he began to speak, "you wouldn't understand, but I am doing this for us. Everything will be fine y/n, it'll just be you and me." As the human started to lose consciousness they heard 404 hiss out, "and nothing else."

Once the skeleton was certain the human was out he let go and carefully laid y/n on the floor, he calmly blinked and looked at their peaceful form. 'I am doing the right thing, they're MINe and I will make sure they can't leave me E V E R' he thought picking them up and heading to the mainframe.

*8pm

C/n knocked on y/ns door, no response, the male has been there for a few minutes now and he was worried, there wasn't any sign y/n was home, pulling out his phone he dialed their number.

Ring....ring

C/n flinched at hearing the sound behind them, turning around they saw a dark figure, only visible aspect was two glowing blue eyes. "Who the hell" they growled.

The figure didn't respond except lifting up its hand revealing blue tipped fingers.

C/n couldn't even usher a breath before the thing lunged forward, grabbing the humans neck and squeezed tightly until there was a sickening crunch, and the male went limb.

Disgusted 404 tossed the corpse to the side and teleported away. Back into the mainframe where y/n was left, the human was conscious a long time ago, but that's alright. 404 isn't going to push anything, hell no, he's going to wait until the loneliness and emotional pressure of the void gets to them and they come to him. Begging for attention and escape and doing anything he wants.

A/n - and finished! Probably not the best but I hope you enjoyed! Feel free to leave requests reactions or constructive criticism!

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Always The Babysitter - Chapter Seven: The Bathtub

Author: @harringtonstilinski​ Characters: Steve Harrington x Olivia Henderson(OC) (eventually) Word Count: 4,349 Warnings: lil’ bit more angst, fluff if you squint Smut: no | yes; A/N: Hi, friends! We get more Dusty in this episode!! If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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I sighed as I sat in the driver's seat of Steve’s car, trying to control my breathing. Once I heard three car doors shut, I looked over at the passenger side, seeing Steve’s beat up face. I didn’t wanna cry in front of Carol and Tommy, so I just started the car and drove to the nearest store that I knew sold medicine and drinks for Steve.

Once we made it, Tommy and Carol got out. After they went into the store, I let a couple of tears roll down my cheeks. I heard Steve sigh before he quietly said, “I’m sorry.”

“You’ve been saying that a lot,” I whispered, looking down at my fingers.

“I keep dragging you into things–”

“But it’s my choice to be there for you.” I looked at him, another tear going down my cheek. “You’re my best friend. I miss you. I–” I stopped myself from saying what I wanted, so I just went with the next best thing. “I can’t go back to the station. I can’t do that to my mom.”

“What do you mean?” Steve asked. I could hear the confusion in his voice.

I sighed. “After we… I don’t know, I guess ‘broke up’, I started sneaking out and getting into some trouble. Hanging back at parties that the cops had busted, stealing a carton of Marlboro Reds, stupid shit like that. My mom came and got me every single time. The last time I was up there, they told me that I wouldn’t make it home, but instead a jail cell.”

“What did you do?”

I was quiet for a moment before I decided to speak up. “I stole a VCR.” At Steve’s silence, I looked at him. He wasn’t looking at me, but instead his own fingers.

“Yeah. It was pretty bad. I broke into the back of the store and stole the newest model they had. Wasn’t my best moment.”

After a moment, he asked, “What made you do it?” I looked at him and whispered his name, tears lining my eyes. He looked at me for a moment before asking me what made me want to act out like that.

“You don’t remember?” I asked.

He shook his head, eyes cast down.

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes, preparing myself. “It was the night I called you and asked if you wanted to hang out before school started the following week. I guess I was deaf to the girl on your end moaning. You ended up lying to me, telling me that your Grandma was in town. The girl moaned louder, announcing her… climax, and I just– I hung up. My mom was already asleep and so was my brother, so I snuck out and met up with some of my so-called friends at the time and I just… broke into the store and stole.”

He was so quiet, I thought he had stopped breathing. I watched as he blinked, a tear falling from his eye. He brought his hand up to his face, about to touch his hurt eye when I reached over and gently pushed his hand down.

He looked at me, sadness in his features. Opening his mouth to speak, I shook my head, “If you say that you’re sorry one more time, I swear I’m gonna cut your hair off.”

We both chuckled before I looked back at the store, wondering what was taking Tommy and Carol so long. Looking back at Steve, I tilted my head in the direction of the back of the car. “Come on. Let’s go sit.”

Getting out, I breathed in a deep breath of fresh air before shutting the door and walking around the back of the car, giving Steve his keys back. We sat on the trunk of the car in silence. Carol came out first, a small smile on her face.

I scrunched my face in disgust, voicing as such. A couple minutes later, Tommy came out, tossing a bottle of medicine at Steve while trying to hand him a Coke, while saying, “You owe me $1.20.”

As Steve dry swallowed his medicine, Tommy said, “Don’t worry. He’ll need more than aspirin when we’re done with him.”

“Yeah, if the creep ever gets out,” Carol said.

I rolled my eyes as Steve leaned his elbows on his knees, looking back at me for a split moment before putting the Coke can up to his head. Leaning my head on his shoulder, I felt his shoulder relax a little.

“The cops should lock him up forever. Did you see the look on his face?”

All I heard was Tommy laughing and Carol punching him.

“He probably had the same look on his face whenever he killed his brother, right?” Tommy said.

Steve knocked his knee against mine, knowing my sisterly feelings towards the Byers boys. Picking my head up, I sighed before hopping off the car.

“Oh, god, I just got an image of him making that face while he and Nancy are screwing,” Carol said.

Steve and I locked eyes for a minute before I looked down. I didn’t expect the events that would happen next.

“Carol, for once in your life, shut your damn mouth!” Steve said.

I looked at him, not expecting that.

“What?” she asked.

“Hey, what’s your problem, man?” Tommy asked.

Again, Steve and I locked eyes before he looked over at Tommy and Carol, looking at the both of them.

“You’re both assholes, that’s my problem,” Steve said, getting down from the car.

I took a step back as Tommy asked, “Are you serious right now, man?”

“Yeah, I think he is,” I said. “Something I’ve been saying since the beginning.”

“You shouldn’t have done that,” Steve said, walking to his side of the car. 

“Done what?” Tommy asked.

“You know what!”

“You mean call her out for what she really is? Oh, that’s funny because I don’t remember you asking me to stop.”

Anger took over me as I stalked over to the boys, pushing my way in between them and pushing Tommy away with everything I had. “I should’ve put that fucking spray paint down your throat.”

“What the hell, Liv?” Carol asked.

I looked at her and said, “Don’t call me that. Ya’know, neither of you ever really cared about Steve. Or Nancy. You never even liked her, or Steve. Because she’s not miserable like the two of you. They actually care about other people.”

“The slut with a heart of gold,” Carol said.

“He said watch your damn mouth!” I felt two arms around my middle before I was shoved against Steve.

“Hey! I don’t know what’s gotten into you, man, but you don’t talk to her that way,” Tommy said.

“It’s me talking, zit face!” I yelled.

Tommy went to grab me by my jacket, but Steve shoved me away before he could, making Tommy grab him instead.

“Or what?” Tommy asked.

Steve started fighting against Tommy, who asked, “You gonna fight me now, too? Because you couldn’t take Jonathan Byers… so, I wouldn’t recommend that.”

Still flooded with anger, I got in between Steve and Tommy, shoving him off Steve again. Staring Tommy down for a moment, I even breathed in anger before I turned to Steve, who was already looking at me. “Come on, let’s go.”

He didn’t say anything. He just opened the door and started to get in as I quickly walked to the passenger side of the car, getting in as Tommy said, “That’s right. Run away, Stevie boy!”

Steve quickly backed out of the parking spot and sped off down the road. 

I didn’t wanna say anything, so I just looked out of the window. Steve cleared his throat, so I looked at him before he started speaking.

“Look. I know I’ve been an asshole to you the last couple years. But I felt like I had this… reputation to uphold. I guess I took the whole King Steve thing a little too seriously.”

“It’s okay to want to live up to the last King,” I said. “You just didn’t need to be an ass about it. People call me Queen Olivia. That alone feels weird.”

It’s almost like he knew to take me home ‘cause I recognized the turns he was taking.

“Do you remember when we were kids, how we’d play that Kingdom game?” he asked.

I chuckled, nodding my head. “I do remember. It was one of my favorite games to play.”

“It’s almost like that game,” he said. “Me being King, ruling over the Kingdom of Hawkins. You as my queen.”

“I was more of a princess or peasant when we were kids.”

“Now you’re my queen.”

I looked at his profile. “Best friend.”

He looked at me for a moment, a small smile on his features. “Best friend.”

When he pulled into the driveway, we both got out, meeting at the front of the car for a much needed hug.

“Call me later?” he asked.

I nodded, pulling away. “Like old times.” I walked to the door, turning to see Steve waiting at the road before pulling off after I waved. When I walked inside, Mom was sitting in her chair, Mews in her lap. 

“Oh, Livvie,” she said. “Dustin called. He asked if you could meet him and the boys at the junkyard.”

“The junky– oh, no,” I said, turning back out of the house and getting on my bike. I pedaled as fast as I could towards the junkyard, wanting to make a stop first. 

Walking into the house, I stopped and looked at the display of Christmas lights that was still up. I heard Nancy talking, so I followed her voice to Will’s room, seeing her, Jonathan, Joyce and Hopper. Uh oh.

As soon as Hopper saw me, he walked up to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. “You and I are gonna have a little talk when this is all over.”

At Nancy’s last attempt at getting Mike to answer the walkie talkie, Hopper walked over to her and took the device from her hand, putting the mouthpiece up to his mouth saying, “Listen, kid, this is the Chief. If you’re there, pick up. We know you’re in trouble and we know about the girl. We can protect you, we can help you, but you gotta pick up.”

I took the device from him, speaking into it, “Dustin! You know I’m never on these things unless it’s an emergency. So, please, one of you, for love of all that’s good in this world, pick up the damn walkie. Do you copy? Over.” I set the device down on a dresser near me, asking the group, “Anyone got any other brilliant ideas?”

“Yeah,” Mike said through the device. “Yeah, I copy. It’s Mike. I’m here. We’re here.”

“Oh, thank god,” I breathed.

~~~

“I don’t feel good about this,” I voiced. “I don’t feel good about this!”

“Hopper’s going to get them,” Joyce said. “Everything’s going to be fine.”

Hopper made me stay at the Byers’ house while he went and saved the kids. I protested and told him that I wanted to go with him to get my brother, but he quickly walked outside and left.

I got up and started pacing after Joyce rubbed my back for a moment. At the sight of lights in my periphery, I looked out the window, seeing the car back outside. The four of us, Joyce, Jonathan, Nancy and myself, all ran outside, Nance and I saying our brothers names, and running to give them hugs.

“I was so freaking worried about you,” I said into Dustin’s hat. 

“Yeah,” he replied. “Me, too.” He turned his head over his shoulder for a second before turning back to look at me. “Look who we have.”

I looked in the direction he turned his head again, seeing Eleven. Smiling, I let go of Dustin to go to El, the small girl sharing a smile. Immediately, I engulfed her in a hug. We let go of each other when Nancy asked, “Is that my dress?”

I moved out of the way so that Nancy could get a better look at Eleven. Moving back over to Dustin, I put my arm around his shoulder, guiding him into the house.

~~~

Once we were all inside, Mike took it upon himself to explain the flea and the acrobat scenario to Joyce, Jonathan and Nancy. I think Hopper was listening, but I really didn’t know. All I did know was that I could feel his eyes stabbing daggers into the side of my face.

I looked at him and gave him that what? look. He pointed at me and said, “We’ll talk later.” He turned his attention to the boys, asking, “Is this gate underground?”

“Yes,” came Eleven’s soft voice.

“Near a large water tank?”

Eleven nodded and said, “Yes,” before looking down a little. I moved closer to her, putting my arm around her shoulders.

“H-how’d you know all that?” Dustin asked.

After a moment, Mike said, “He’s seen it.”

“Is there any way that you could… that you could reach Will?” Joyce asked. “That you could talk to him in this–”

“The Upside Down,” Eleven and I answered.

Joyce whisper-repeated our words, Eleven nodding in confirmation. 

“And my friend, Barbra?” Nancy asked. “Can you find her, too?”

Five minutes later saw all of us standing or sitting at the dining/kitchen table, Barb’s picture and Will’s walkie talkie on the table, Eleven sitting in front of it. Static came from the walkie talkie, El’s eyes closed, moving side to side behind her eyelids.

The lights flickered before the static went down on the walkie. El opened her eyes, looking in Nancy’s direction, a look of sadness crossing her features as she said, “I’m sorry.”

“What?” Joyce asked. “Wh-what’s wrong? What happened?”

Voice breaking, El replied, “I can’t find them.”

“Aw, sweetie,” I said, moving to kneel beside her. “It’s okay.”

She moved her seat back, quickly making her way through the hallway to find the bathroom. I heard the tap running before Dustin and the boys started talking.

“Whenever she uses her powers, she gets weak,” Mike said.

“The more energy she uses, the more tired she gets,” Dustin added.

“Like, she flipped the van earlier,” Lucas added.

“I’m sorry,” I said, eyebrows shooting into my hairline. “She what?”

“It was awesome,” Dustin said, smiling.

“But she’s drained,” Mike added.

“Like a… bad battery.”

“Well…” Joyce said. “H-how do we make her better?”

“We don’t,” Mike said. “We just have to wait and try again.”

After a moment, Nancy said, “Well, how long?”

“Nance,” I said, softly.

“I don’t know,” Mike answered.

Eleven’s quiet voice came from behind us as she said, “The bath.”

Joyce turned around to look at her, asking “What?”

Jonathan turned to look at her as well as everyone else as Eleven continued, “I can find them. In the bath.”

We all discussed how we were gonna make a bath big enough for how big Eleven was talking. Dustin decided he needed to call his favorite teacher to get the answer to the question we were all wondering; how to build a sensory deprivation tank. It was quiet on our end of the line before Dustin said, “Fun,” and almost made me bust out laughing.

Again, silence before Dustin said, “You always say you should never stop being curious. To always open any curiosity door we find. Why are you keeping this curiosity door locked?”

He sat down with a notepad and a pencil, writing down everything Mr. Clarke was telling him. “How much? Yep, alright. Yeah, we’ll be careful. I’ll see you on Monday, Mr. Clarke.” After hanging up the phone, he pointed to Joyce with the end of his pencil, asking her, “Do you still have that kiddie pool we bobbed for apples in?”

“Yeah, I think so,” she answered.

“Good. Then we need salt. Lots of it.”

“How much is lots?” Hopper and I asked.

Dustin looked at the notepad before looking up at Hopper. “1,500 pounds.”

“Where are we gonna get that much salt?” Nancy asked.

“The Middle School,” I answered. At that, we piled up into Hopper’s truck and Joyce’s car, making our way to the middle school.

~~~

After we made it to the middle school, we all hopped out and got to work doing our respective jobs. I was on water hose duty with the Wheeler’s.

Once Nancy broke the lock with a big ass rock after Mike tried to shove his way in like in the movies, the three of us went inside the little building and got the hoses. 

As we were walking back, Nancy decided to ask, “What does she even eat?”

“What?” Mike asked.

“Eleven.”

“Oh. Candy, leftovers, Eggo’s… she really likes Eggo’s.”

“I like Eggo’s,” I voiced, softly.

“I knew you were acting weird, I just… I thought it was because of Will,” Nancy said to Mike.

“I knew you were acting weird, too. I thought it was because of Steve,” Mike replied.

“Hey..” Nancy said, putting the wheelbarrow down. “No more secrets, okay?”

I kept walking, not really wanting to be a part of this conversation, but knowing I had to because the moment Nancy realized I was gone, she said my name, telling me that what she said also applied to me.

“From now on we tell each other everything.”

“Okay,” Mike and I said. “Do you like Jonathan now?”

“What? No. No, it’s… it’s not… it’s not like that.”

“That must be your phrase of the day,” I muttered.

Looking at Mike, Nancy asked, “Do you like Eleven?”

“What? No. Ew. Gross,” Mike said. 11 year olds. Insert eyeroll here. 

They both looked at me and asked, “Do you like Steve?”

“Aaaand this is where I walk away because that’s the most ridiculous question I’ve ever heard,” I said, turning around and walking back towards the gym. After I dropped the water hose off, I went in search of Eleven and Joyce, not having seen them when I entered.

Searching for them in the classrooms, I found them in a Science Room, Eleven’s hands clasped in Joyce’s. I walked in as soon as Joyce said, “I am going to be there with you the whole time.”

“And so will I,” I said, moving to squat beside Eleven.

“And if it ever gets too scary… in-in that place, you just let us know, okay?”

“Yes,” Eleven said, softly.

I placed my hand on her back at the sad look on her face. “Ready?”

She looked at me, breathing trembling before she answered, “Ready.” When we got back to the gym, everything was set up. Eleven took off her shoes and socks, and Mike’s watch, putting on the duct tape covered goggles Joyce had made.

Joyce and Hopper helped Eleven get into the pool, or bathtub, before she walked a few feet to the middle where she sat down and then began to float.

I was kneeling beside Dustin, watching her as the lights immediately started to flicker before shutting off entirely. I’m not sure how much time had passed before Eleven said Barbra’s name. She started breathing heavily, the lights once again flickering for a second before shutting off again.

“What’s going on?” Nancy asked.

“I don’t know,” Mike answered.

Looking back at Eleven after having looked around, Nancy asked, “Is Barb okay? Is she okay?”

As if she were trying not to cry, Eleven answered, “Gone. Gone. Gone.”

Nancy started crying at the loss of her best friend. I felt bad for her, at losing someone that was so close to her.

Eleven kept repeating the word gone as Joyce and I both told her that it was okay, both of holding each of her hands and arms.  She started to gasp, Joyce telling her, “It’s okay. We’re right here. We’re right here, honey. It’s okay. We got you.”

The grip Eleven had on my arm was one of grounding. I guess she was making sure that I wasn’t going anywhere, and I’m sure it was the same way for Joyce. 

“Don’t be afraid,” I said, calmly. “We’re right here with you, sweetie.”

“It’s okay,” Joyce added. “You’re safe. You’re okay, honey.”

Eleven’s grip on our arms loosened, her arms going back into the water to continue floating on her own.

Joyce and I stayed close to the edge of the pool to be close enough to her if she needed us again. I was still close enough to Dustin if he needed me, as well.

“Castle Byers,” Eleven said.

I immediately looked between Joyce and Jonathan, knowing exactly what Eleven was talking about. A little shack/fort in the woods not far from the Byers home that Jonathan and Will built not too long ago. It was counted as Will’s safe space since he had decorated it to fit his needs.

A few more seconds went by before Eleven said the name that made Joyce gasp. “Will?”

“You tell him… tell him I’m coming,” Joyce asked of Eleven. “Mom is coming.”

Tears immediately welled in my eyes at Will’s sweet voice coming through the walkie talkie. “Hurry.”

“Okay. Listen, you tell him to… to stay where he is. We’re coming. We’re coming, okay? We’re coming, honey.”

We all could hear Eleven through the radio, whimpering before she quickly sat up, taking off the goggles. She quickly backed up to Joyce as I put my arms around Dustin, not wanting to ever let him go again.

Joyce kept reassuring the young girl that she was okay and that she had her. Eleven started crying once Joyce told her that she did so good. 

I stuck my hand in the water, a tear streaming down my cheek as I told her, “You were so brave. I’m so proud of you.”

She looked at me, her eyes telling me that she was exhausted, but thankful.

A few minutes later, we got her out and started to gently dry her off before putting her socks back on her. We wrapped the towel around her and had her sit on the bleachers with Mike, Dustin and Lucas, her head on Mike’s shoulder.

I was standing with Hopper, Joyce and Jonathan as Hopper asked, “So this fort. Where is it?” as he put on his jacket, his hat already on his head.

“It’s in the woods behind our house,” Joyce said.

“Yeah, he used to go there to hide,” Jonathan added.

Hopper walked off, Joyce grabbing my hand to follow her and Jonathan. All of us walked outside when Hopper turned around, pointing to the door and saying, “Hey, go back inside.”

“What– are you insane?” Joyce asked, her hand still holding mine. “No, I’m–”

“Look, if something happens to me, I don’t make it back–” Hopper said.

“Yeah, but then I go, you stay. Are you kidding me? He’s my son, Hop. My son. I’m going!” She turned to Jonathan, letting go of my hand, telling him that he needed to stay here.

I looked at Hopper as he was looking at the ground. To relieve the tension I felt in the air, I leaned forward just a little bit and asked, “Since she called you Hop, does that mean that I–”

“Don’t push it,” Hopper said. He went to the driver’s side of his truck, opening the door and shouting Joyce’s name.

Jonathan was protesting his mom’s directions, but when she told him that she’d find Will, she backed up a little as Hopper was basically telling her that it was time to go. Joyce turned to face me, giving me a quick but tight hug as she repeated her words to me.

Jonathan and I watched as they backed out and drove off, standing there for a moment. From my periphery, he turned his head to face me then back in the direction Hopper’s truck went. “We’re not gonna stay here, are we?”

“Have you known me to stay put?” I asked.

We walked back inside and saw Nancy sitting on the wall across from the door. Walking over to her, I couldn’t help but feel awful at the thought of her grieving over her best friend. Jonthan sat down next to her as I sat across from them, sitting with my legs crossed.

All I could do was look at Nancy, sighing softly before saying, “I’m so sorry, Nance.”

“We have to go back to the station,” she said, directing it at Jonathan.

“What?” Jonathan asked.

“Your mom and Hopper are just walking in there like bait. That thing is still in there.”

“What thing?” I asked.

“The monster. The one in the picture with Barb.”

“The Demogorgon?”

“We can’t just sit here and let it get them, too. We can’t.”

After a moment, Jonathan asked, “You still wanna try it out?”

“Can I throw my suggestion in there somewhere?” I asked.

“I wanna finish what we started,” Nancy said, looking in Jonathan’s direction. He looked at her before they both looked at me.

I shrugged before saying, “Let’s kill the son of a bitch.”

~~~

Nancy, Jonathan and I all went to the station. There was only one guard working and he never paid attention to anything. So, I led the way into the Hopper’s office where they stashed their monster hunting equipment.

“How are you so comfortable here?” Nancy asked.

“Trust me, I’m not,” I said, walking towards the table. “I’m just used to being here.”

“What about that officer?”

“If he saw me, he probably thought to himself, she's here again? or she’s here to see the Chief.”

“Why have you been here so much?”

I sighed and turned to her, monster hunting box in hand. “My two best friends left me, so I did some questionable things; stealing, breaking and entering, being out past curfew, not leaving a cop busted party.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, softly, after a moment.

“It’s okay, Nance. Now, let’s go kill this son of a bitch.”

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[drghostwrite]

so I’ve noticed you’ve written for both criminal minds and x-files,

would you write smth where the reader used to work on the x-files but dosent anymore and is new to the bau and one one of the cases it’s clear it’s not a normal case and they r kinda like “omfg-“

sorry if this dosent make sense ignore if so and if you don’t wanna do this or have anything to do with it ^^”

omg this is a perfect idea and I just rewatched the episode of criminal minds where the psychic is being used and JJ ends up enlisting his help. Though I did a Dana Scully x reader relationship bc why not two independent strong women and I made reader like a unit chief from all the expertise they would bring. I really hope you like it, though there will most likely be multiple parts bc I LOVE this idea, please request more in the future my little genius.

Pairing: Criminal minds BAU x reader

Summary: Reader is was assinged to the X-files, after a heated realtionship with Dana scully you transferred to another team allowing the two of you to be together. One case triggers your past memories but did you realize it to late or did you come to in time to save another life.

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You ran a hand through your hair, your tired eyes were red from exhaustion. The coffee had gone cold so you exchanged it for a cold redbull in the fridge which had since grown warm. The mental exertion of this case was taking its toll on your team. You checked your phone again, no new notifications, you lingered on the picture displaying, you and Dana, you were leaned back against her, head turned up as she had a hand gently placed on your cheek her lips pressed to yours, a perfect pairing. You wanted nothing more than to have her wrapped in your arms, soft lips on yours as her warmth seeped into your bones, yet here you were 23 hours in, 5 victims, and no leads.

You walked out of your office and down the hall to the large conference room that your team now occupied, they were bouncing ideas off of each other, files splayed across the table as some wrote quick notes, you could hear the furious typing of Penelope Garcia as she stared holes through her laptop, she was fact checking as Emily and Rossi threw more ideas into the mix. JJ sat on the edge of the table watching as they talked amongst themselves, quickly she made her way over to you as you stepped into the doorway.

"Hey..." she spoke softly.

"Hey, how's it going in here?" you motioned your head towards the group.

"Honestly we're grasping at straws here, I don't think we have any real leads."

"Hmm..." you said as you turned to walk back to your office motioning your head for her to come with, she followed close behind. You dug through the stack of files behind your desk pulling out the newest victim.

"What's this?" she asked sinking into the chair in front of your desk.

"Victim number five." you spoke softly.

"Five, have you shown this to the team yet?"

"Nope, I got it faxed in only an hour ago and after looking over it so far it's no help." you sat down into your chair.

"I think we need to present this..."

"Yes but, all we have is the same signature but the killings aren’t the same...I wanted to see if the team had any more ideas.” You rubbed the stress lines forming on your forehead.

"So far no but it can't hurt..." she trailed looking over the file. you stood to walk back out of your office, she followed closely behind and as you stepped out, something caught your eye, turning and looking down into the bullpen you saw a man. A man that JJ recognized as Stanley Usher, "Mr. Usher." She greeted the tall man.

"Miss Jennifer Jareau, I would ask how things have been but by the energy this place carries not good." he said looking over to you, despite his strong demeanor he had very kind eyes.

"You my dear, have a very strong energy about you." he smiled at you. you gave a small smile back.

"Mr. Usher this is our unit chief, SSA Pierce."

"Mmm," he nodded approvingly, "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Pierce, if I may..."

"It's miss and you may..."

"Pardon me I thought with the ring." he gestured towards your hand, where you wore a white silicone ring.

"Not married, just..."

"I see, well I'm sure you will be soon, any woman would be lucky to have you..." You looked at JJ thinking maybe she told him about Dana but she quickly assured you that she hadn't said anything.

"I only stopped to drop something off for Miss Jareau but, then I saw you. Whatever case you're working you need fresh eyes, a particular redhead might be able to help you out," he said smiling before taking his leave. You turned towards JJ, who shrugged utterly confused by the situation.

"Go present to the team... I have a phone call to make." you quickly handed her the file, returning to your office where you picked up your cell dialing Scully. It rung a few times before you finally heard her voice, deep and raspy laced with sleep.

"Y/N?..." she whispered.

"Hey baby, I'm sorry to wake you."

"No it's okay... are you okay?" she asked a small bit of concern slipping in.

"Well... um, not exactly, we found another victim..."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Yea, me too... But that's not why I called... Dana I need a second set of eyes on this, the team is worn thin and I really need you."

"Okay, I can be there in 20 minutes."

"Thank you, I'll brief you when you get here."

"You'll get him Y/N... I'm proud of you, I love you."

"I love you too." you ended the call quickly gathering everything to brief her when she arrives.

---time jump---

20 minutes later you heard a small knock on your door before you heard the click of the lock and it slowly swung open, a small amount of light seeped in as she stepped into the room, the only light in your office was the lamp on your desk and the one on the table next to your couch, the couch that you were currently curled up on, you felt her hands press into your shoulders and wrap around to your front, one hand covering your heart as she rested her head on your shoulder her forhead against the side of your head.

"Dana..." you slowly whispered your voice threatening to break from exhaustion, and frustration.

"It's okay, I know..." you pulled apart. She looked at the file splayed across your desk, picking up a few of the pictures and comparing them.

"Hey did you say if your guy has been doing surveillance on anyone."

"Not that we know, why?"

"Just cause this looks an awfully lot like one of your agents and this one too..." she said holding up the pictures next to the large group picture you had of the team.

“Oh my God… that’s it… you’re a genius.” You said shooting up out of your chair and kissing her, “Dana Scully you are an absolute genius and love of my life.” You smiled at her as she shyly smiled back.

You quickly turned running down the hall to where the rest of the team resided… “I got it!” You exclaimed a little too excited, they all looked at you as if they had been jolted with electricity.

“He’s building a team…”

“Rebuilding the BAU?” Emily questioned looking at the pictures on the monitor.

“Can’t be, we don’t have a red head…” Rossi trailed.

“But Y/N did…” Dana spoke up and they all looked behind you to see her standing there.

“Team this is Dana, babe this is the team.” They all waved no time for introduction.

“What I mean is Y/N you were in charge of a team…” before she could finish you were sorting the pictures.

“Oh God he’s building my teams… Dana…” you motioned towards 5 grouped pictures on the wall Scully and Mulder, along with Emily, JJ and Spencer look alikes all plastered on the screen. “The team I worked with during the X files and my team now he’s rebuilding them, killing them and then staging them at these crime scenes…which means at least 4 more victims.”

“but cause of death is always different?”

“it’s our weakest cases… look..” Dana pointed to the redhead, the way the victim was posed was identical to a case that almost killed her, and she ended up taking leave shortly after to recover before returning to the field.

“And the gifts?” Jj asked motioning to the second board where pictures and evidence bags sat holding gifts that had been delivered to everyone, some at the office and others at various locations.

“Get the correct order that we were all sent the gifts I guarantee it coordinates with the victims… he’s dangling this right in front of our face.”

“on it!” Answered Reid, JJ, and Emily at the same time.

“Garcia once they did this I want everything compiled anyone that would’ve had access to our cases and reports, and that bought something like this,” you pointed to the tokens displayed in the room, a variety of “gifts” that the unsub has left.

#x yn #x reader #x files #the xfiles #criminal minds x reader #character prompt #jj jareau x reader #derek morgan #david rossi #emily prentiss #criminal minds #bau team #bau x reader

[nerdylittleguy]

How Knockout could be Mr Smelt, continued!

This post is a continuation of my previous post, made prior to the newest episode releases. If you haven't read the prior post, you might want to. This should go without saying, but spoilers for episodes 11-18!

No, sadly no fancy mind maps this time round :((

Time to build on my theory with info from the new episodes! Here are some notes I made while watching them about things I found relevant:

FIRST FEW WORDS OF EP11 "DECEPTICONS ARE ALL AROUND US, HIDDEN IN PLAIN SIGHT" AND WHEWWW KO??? ROBOTS IN DISGUISE???

EPISODE 13: Focus on "the teachers" at the beginning. Is teaching much more of a key theme? TARANTULAS WANTS TO DISGUISE HIMSELF WITH A HUMAN AVATAR???!!! JACKPOT!!! THATS WHAT I SAID KO HAS DONE, SO ITS POSSIBLE??? Remote piloting... Like my original theory!! Omg!!!

Episode 14: BREAKDOWN!!!!!!! AHSHAHYSHAISBAUANSOJAIANAJDJSJSJJ EEEEEEEEEEEKK!!!! what happened to him. He's basically only relevant bc KOBD, but that race was quite the STUNT, eh? What if mr smelt heard about it? He'd have even more reason to be paranoid, especially now BB is known about, and smelt has seen the new alt mode... And a lot of that race was on TV...

Alright, notes over. Yes, they are a little inaccurate as Tarantulas does actually get his holo-form thing sorted out, I just didn't bother writing it down lmao. But I must say - the holo-form did not disappoint! It did everything that I saw some people say holo-forms shouldn't be able to do, therefore stopping Smelt from being a holo-form, but as we saw, it's all possible! Tarantulas' holo could interact with non-holographic objects, move independently from his body due to the little floaty thing, speak, just generally seemed convincing once all the issues had been ironed out.

And yes, that quote from episode 11 could have been a reference to Tarantulas, Breakdown and everyone else who shows up out of the blue, but i found it fascinating nonetheless - being one of the first pieces of information from the new episodes, it's important... Probably... And somehow.

What with episode 14, I really was hoping for any small reference to KO, but yknow it was a great episode nonetheless!! The cinematography??! So good! There's a few things I found interesting - mostly that the 'speedster' personality so often associated with tfp knockout is actually one of BD's character traits. This could imply that KO will have a different personality - as might have been hinted at through Smelt and his rule following, for example - or, if KO and BD do run into each other, they'll be a chaotic speedster duo! Both. Both is good :))

Obviously, there is also the worry that actually, BD is... Offline, as his hand was seen hanging in Mandroid's lair. Personally, I doubt such an interesting character, especially such a fan favourite, would be killed off after just one episode, but the hand was there...

Anyway, in terms of theory stuffs: In my original theory (that massive mind map), I had a list of three things I wanted to say "I called it!" if they came up, and while the first two both relied on Smelt being in the episodes, however, the last was vague and said "holograms... If anything, holograms...". While there is no way I could have predicted Tarantulas and his holo-form, as I had no idea he even existed before that (yes I am very new here!), I'll still be proud of myself for all that analysis of how holograms work in Earthspark.

Speaking of Tarantulas and holograms, as holo-forms have been introduced through him, I see Smelt potentially being a holo-form going two ways: 1) he is a holo-form! Congrats to everyone who said so :)) - more of a headcannon: potentially he knew/ knows Tarantulas and they did science together? Or maybe they were rivals? 2) seeing as Tarantulas has a holo-form, maybe whoever's in charge would be worried that having two holo-forms would be... Boring? Making KO something else, or Smelt would be just Smelt.

Now, I thought it would be more likely that Smelt would get "exposed" as being KO - as that's the assumption I'm working with here - I now think that's a little less likely, as I think KO might get frustrated of being in hiding. This is mostly based on the fact that one of people I said would be likely to expose/ recognise him might be dead or MIA (Breakdown), one is wounded and teaching his own students (Bumblebee), leaving only one potential person - Alex Malto. Actually, if KO is going to be exposed/ recognised, I think Alex is my best bet. He's also a teacher and an expert in Cybertronian history - he's perfect! He also cares about his kids very much, so if anything would be amiss in school, he'd probably deal with that because he knows the teaching system, so to speak.

The other idea - KO being tired of being in hiding - is based mostly on episodes 17/18 where, in the background of the Bot Brawls, we can see Principal Dan. You know, the head master of the school Robby and Mo go to? (I have a post about some other familiar faces in the background of those opening scenes, assuming they weren't just model reuses). Now, while KO is associated with cowardice (tfp), I don't think he'd stand idly by for too long if his boss expressed xenophobic views about KO's own people.

Actually, the idea of KO exposing himself and Alex being involved could work together - maybe Alex would be worried about something happening at the school, if Dan starts expressing xenophobic views, and goes talk to Smelt about it? Perhaps that conversation would be the 'nail in the coffin' and KO would get angry and say "hey guys!! I'm actually a transformer!!", or something like that, anyway.

In terms of what I think is likely for the final leg of season 1 (it better be soon or I'm throwing fists!! /j);

- I stick by my idea of Smelt becoming paranoid, nervous etc - I mean, imagine you're a transformer in disguise, there's been many transformers showing up near to where you're hidden (including someone who might be your boyfriend/ husband) and now your boss is being an ass. It would make anyone more nervous, especially because I'm pretty sure KO would be smart enough to make the link between the yellow sports car in the parking lot and the yellow car at the races where Breakdown appeared. - people start to get ruder to/ about transformers around each other. This may be a sort of 'things get bad before they get better' type of thing - people get more prejudiced about cybertronians, only to later be saved by them. I would not be surprised if GHOST is secretly making anti-tf propaganda. This would obviously piss off KO, making Smelt more... unpredictable? Angry (rightfully!)?

Anyway, I'm sure I've missed something I wanted to write, but I hope this was fun to read :))

Again, sorry if this doesn't read coherently, I am still tired, and I've still got multiple languages running wild inside my head (thanks, tfa blitzwing!), and I might have blurred my own line between canon and my ideas, as I've already started thinking of a sort of fanfic (I've got so much to do!! It'll just have to wait). And again, thank you to @transformers-earthspark for having a post of where to watch the new episodes! I would go insane without it /lh

#transformers earthspark spoilers #earthspark spoilers #transformers earthspark #earthspark #earthspark theories #transformers knockout #earthspark breakdown #maccadam #tfe

[rxxtumxx]

Disclaimer before you continue.

I am going to be mentioning some things that may condradict a few oneshots I have made in the past but that was years ago and these are my real views on these characters.

Also I'm a writer so I write what my readers want to see though it isn't my favorite thing bc I only find writing enjoyable because I'm writing about what I like.

Also I wanted to publish this on Bisexuality day of Pride Month but I just couldn't wait😅 So early celebrations💖💜💙

With that said please comment your own thoughts and opinions!

Okay, so to begin.

There is a big difference between Sam and Dean when it comes to their sexualities. As in the writers chose to write Sam as a comfortably straight character who isn't put in situations with other men that have him stumbling over words or actions but didn't chose to do the same for Dean.

They are the writers of the show. They didn't have to make Dean so queer.

To me Sam is 100% straight but the kind of straight that if there was an instance in which he was attracted to a man he would act on this with little to no hesitation.

Dean on the other hand is written at first like he's overcompensating, trying to prove that he is straight just like his brother BUT the situations he his put in with men can at times be mirrored with the situations Sam is put in with women.

I would also like to mention that Dean is a masculine man. Yes he enjoys certain things society deems 'girly' but most of the time he comes off as masculine.

But that shouldn't even matter because I don't know is Supernatural is aware but masculine men can be bisexual.

It isn't a new concept they aren't a dying breed. Men can drink beers, go hunting, flirt with women, love guns, cars and cowboy films and still be attracted to men.

That's just fact.

Anywhoo

The earliest instance Dean is shown to express queerness is around S4. (I am not mentioning Cas because I really don't need to to make any of my Dean is bi points) One of my favorite episodes for this is Sex and Violence.

For many reasons.

● The bad guy is established to kill his victims by causing them to fall in love with him which would then allow him to kill them.

And the method used is swapping saliva, so kissing.

So when Dean is put under this trance and Sam finds out that Nick Monroe is the monster they're after he never questions how he his saliva came into contact with Dean. Most likely just assuming and completely okay with the fact that they kissed or engaged in sexual activity.

Also I would like to note that Nick was with Dean at the same time Sam was with the hospital lady.

It's almost as if they both had love interests for the episode.. hmm *strokes not existent beard thoughtfully*

● Another point which is real fact with proof that I can't believe actually exists is that back in 2009 (when the episode came out) the actor who plays Nick Monroe (one of my favorite ppl love him on 9-1-1 Lonestar😍) had and interview or something like that where he admits that upon reading the script he believed his affect over Dean was mean't to be romantic/sexual and not brotherly like the tried to pass it off as.

(You can look up the article on google)

●Lastly, during my rewatch of SPN during each episode I watch I go to IMDB to look and trivia of the episode and or reviews and most the reviews for this episode (Sex and Violence) were about how viewers believed it was mean't to be the start of Dean's bisexuality in the show.

Some of them go into good detail so you should definitely look at them.

S5 enters Dean's 'man crush' on Dr Sexy and scenes such as Dean casually lifting up a blanket to see a guys dick, the scene with 'The Chief' which tbh I just find funny and so forth.

But ignoring all the small moments of bisexual awkwardness I'm gonna jump straight to Dean and Reoccuring Male Characters

● Leo

I'm going to do this in order of Dean's oldest male lovers to newest (with the ommison of Castiel.)

We meet Leo Webb is S15, he's an old 'friend' of Dean's I'm guessing they would have met when Dean was around 23-24.

I love to headcanon that Lee was Dean's first romantic relationship with another man and Lee helped him to be comfortable with himself.

In the episode they are obviously hinted at to have been more than friend and are told that they had fivesome with three triplets meaning they canonically had sex. 

This again is something writers did not need to add but I feel as though the only way they could get away with Dean have sex with other man is if they stuck a few women in the middle.

Another moment mentioned was when they reminised about how they got drunk on a hunt (leaving what else could have happened to the viewers imagination)

To be honest I wish Lee was introduced earlier because I love what he adds to Dean's character but I'm surprised they even gave us him at all seeing as I thought s15 was going to be strictly Destiel.

In canon his character was a 7/10

And when left to the imagination or with subtext included 9/10

(Note: I'm going off what I remeber about this episode because I physically and mentally cannot watch s15 again)

●Crowley

Dean hated Crowley until he became a demon which allowed them to become close friends. There isn't much I can say about them because their relationship was not romantic only sexual.

But is VERY canon that they had sex- albeit it was in threesomes, foursomes etc

●Benny

Benny was a vampire. Dean was supposed to hate him but the character was made to act like a rebound for Dean after his fall out with Cas.

(I'm gonna do a proper Destiel take later but just for now I'll mention it.)

It's a common trope in televsion that when a couple breaks up (Dean and Cas) in the following season or episode a new love interest arrives (Benny) to stur things up and crrate a love triangle.

Benny and Dean became very close and whether or not they were aware of their feelings for each other is unknown. But it was incredibly upsetting when Dean was forced to kill the man he clearly had feelings for to save his brother.

Benny was a great character on his own or with Dean and it was such a let down to see him killed so quickly.

●Aaron

Okay this one is a bit funny but let me be CLEAR I don't believe an attraction ever really passed between Aaron and Dean.

Let me explain.

The scene we all know and love where Aaron is tailing Dean and Dean gets all flustered after Aaron lies and says he was hoping to maybe get a date with Dean is amazing.

The bisexual flusteredness of Dean and how he handled it was hilarious.

But in all seriousness I feel like Dean was only so flustered because he was isn't open about what he believes only he knows so Aarons attraction to him caught him off gaurd.

Fun Fact: There is a recording of the SPN writers talking about how they wrote the scene to play on Dean's queer panic and how it could open doors for people to see him as more than just into girls etc

●Arthur Ketch

Okay this one is just for me but OH MY GOD why did Mary have to sleep with Ketch??? Him and Dean could have had the best hate sex ever 😫

Anywayss *wipes tear* here are some honerable mentions.

○Gunner Lawless

First of all SPN KNEW what they were doing when they intercut Sam meeting his first crush (a woman) with Dean meeting his favorite wrestler/obvious crush (A man)

Dean's obsession with Gunner was similar to Sam's and was no different from how anybody else would act around their celebrity crush.

Also they definitely fucked (I know it in my soul.)

○Donnie The Bartender

Okay so we ALL loved when Dean decided to spend his time away from Sam and outside the bunker doing something he found fun.

Eating nachos, hustling rich kids and flirting with the cute bartender.

I wish they interacted more but the single wink has to suffice I guess.

I still have to make a fic where Dean goes home with him bc that totally would have happend.

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Oh my gosh I'm so tired so I have to end here

In conclusion Dean Winchester is Bisexual and SPN writers are pussies

Stay tunned for my Destiel part😁

goodnight everybody👋🏾😴

#supernatural #destiel #bisexual dean winchester #bisexuality #benny lafitte #lee webb #castiel #sam winchester #deep dive

[ecargmura]

Cherry Magic Episode 10 Review - Ulterior Motives

Remember how I pointed out how the anime deviated from the manga in Episode 3 regarding the company dinner scenes and how it was originally a company trip in the manga? Deviation from the original source material happens in this episode, but it’s with the Tsugemina scenes this time. Just to warn you, I will be spoiling about future events of the manga—mainly about Tsugemina and some future scenes; please turn back if you don’t want to be spoiled.

Let me start with the beginning of the episode. Minato asks if Tsuge writes romance novels, which catches Tsuge off-guard, but he does admit it. Minato saw his newest work having a display in the bookstore which he read. This scene actually happens backwards in the manga where Minato sees the display first before talking to Tsuge about his book. It’s not a bad change as it doesn’t change anything too major; it’s pretty much the same scene in both versions. This scene is important because Minato learns about what motivates Tsuge to keep writing, to which the older man says that he visualizes the people who reads his book. Tsuge is correct as writing is all about wanting people to read your work; I can attest to that as a writer myself. The scenes with Minato dancing are all the same with him failing and what not. The only minor difference is that Minato’s other friend Hashiguchi wasn’t given a name in the manga. The scene where Minato goes to Hashiguchi’s company for a small visit is the same, as well as the Tsugemina bike scene. I have a bit of a soft spot for this pair, which is why I always enjoy their scenes. The bike scene must have been super unexpected for first-time viewers. I was confused when Tsuge dished out the bike; I was legit like “Where did that bike come from?” I initially thought he had a car before the twist reveal in that he had a motorbike.

The scene after the “ulterior motives” part is where the story deviates. In the manga, after Tsuge declares to himself to not intrude in Minato’s life, a time skip happens as the chapter takes place in was well after Adachi returned from his Nagasaki transfer, which was a few months. Tsuge started having writer’s block and he suffers from it a lot to the point that he starts looking a bit haggard; his hair grew longer and he hadn’t shaved in a while. Adachi was shocked to see him like that when he went to visit. Eventually, Adachi learned from Rokkaku that Minato had been busy with stages, hence why he had been out of contact for a while. Tsuge eventually sees Minato on the big screen, like in the anime, but the time jump doesn’t exist in this adaptation. Now it makes me wonder if the Tsuge change will happen after this episode or if they’ll still keep him the same. The events of the last part of the Tsugemina scenes in the anime happened in Volume 9, which was released a few months ago in English. Basically, what happens after this episode is really up for assumptions now. Will they get together towards the end of the show? That’s for you to find out.

Tsuge does play another pivotal role in this episode as he helps Adachi realize what it is he did wrong. He tells Adachi that he was wrong to consult another coworker, let alone another man, while he is dating Kurosawa. You did good on giving Adachi advice yet you flubbed a bit when you were trying to confess to Minato but blurted out that you had ulterior motives. Great job, Tsuge.

Adachi and Kurosawa know that they both did something wrong towards each other. Adachi was wrong to consult someone else about his transfer. Kurosawa was wrong to corner Adachi and admonish him. Both know they did bad things, but the resolution has yet to happen. Hopefully, it’ll get resolved next week. It was agonizing to see them like this.

Anyways, I just hope I don’t get flack for revealing some spoilers despite me warning beforehand. What do you think will happen for both couples? Will Kurodachi resolve their conflict? Will Tsugemina resolve their misunderstanding? Find out next week. What are your thoughts about this episode?

#cherry magic anime #cherry magic 30 years of virginity can make you a wizard #Adachi kiyoshi #Kurosawa yuichi #Tsuge masato #Wataya minato #Rokkaku yuta #hashiguchi #review #anime #anime review #ecargmura #arum journal

[outrunningthedark]

I'll just say that TVLine article proves that contrary to big blogs' insistence and KR's assumption that Buck's sperm donor is a good story, general audience wants it gone as soon as possible. Vindication!

Subconsciously or not, it seems like hubris stops certain fans/bloggers from realizing that "fandom only represents a small portion of the viewing audience" applies to them as well. No matter if there's 20, 50, or 100 social media accounts that can come up with reasons as to why a story line is good, actually, they don't speak for the many others who have dropped the show over time/are no longer faithfully watching every week or continue watching and air their grievances on twitter and instagram - sites where the crew can see how people are reacting even if they're not actively looking for it. Since you mentioned Kristen, I would like to point out that Tim's newest comments re: not wanting a fan base to tell him which characters should get together is further indication (IMO) that Kristen has her boss's approval when it comes to doing things the way she wants and dealing with the backlash later on, if at all. I think the unfortunate aspect of this approach stems from the fact that she's been the main showrunner in seasons five and six, a time when the series has already left it's mark on prime time tv and been successful enough to warrant a spinoff.

This isn't season two where Tim took fan criticism into consideration (Shannon's arc) because he couldn't lose momentum *that* early. Even if 9-1-1 were to (hypothetically) end after season seven or eight due to a decline in ratings, it wouldn't be seen as a failed experiment. With how fickle networks and audiences are these days, getting to 100 episodes has become the exception, not the rule. [Just as an aside, Tim's "don't tell me what to do" attitude is, I think, a sign of what would happen if/when Buddie goes canon. He will say the fandom didn't sway him in that direction, that we didn't need to because he realized what the show found in Ryan and Oliver and had to use it to his advantage. There would be no Buddie without Tim, and he will make sure everyone remembers that.]

#anonymous #tina speaks #tv: 911 #tv: 9-1-1 #evan buckley #buddie

[itsbrucey]

Got tagged by @locke-n-k3y . Thumbs up! 15 questions.

1. Are you named after anyone?

Brucey/Bruce wasn't taken from anyone?? but I also got the name from some classmates attempting to be transphobic towards me?? So Yes and No. Just kind of stole it going forward bc I liked the name and I needed something to go by online.

2. When was the last time you cried?

I teared up recently over the newest DnDads episodes + some bigtop burger stuff but like. I can't remember the last time I genuinely cried?? I have to schedule the next sesh.

3. Do you have kids?

No. Pregnancy scares me and I am a loser

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

I played softball for like a week in junior high and then stopped bc I started having daily panic attacks

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Yes! I try to tag whenever I'm joking or being sarcastic though bc I might come off as mean

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Recently?? Hands or eyebrows. I don't really like making eye contact and I like hands and eyebrows.

7. What's your eye color?

Dark green!

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Depends! I really like Texas Chainsaw Massacre and The Ritual for horror movies though. And I'd recommend watching The Last Unicorn for anybody who hasn't seen it bc it's a fantastic movie.

9. Any talents?

I'm pretty good at arguing? Does art count.

10. Where were you born?

America. Somewhere in it.

11. What are your hobbies?

Drawing..... Reading....... Big fan of watching and reading literature essays. I collect dice and rocks and sometimes bones? I'm not currently playing D&D but I'm working on a Western themed campaign + I like making small oneshot TTRPGs. Are those hobbies?? Haven't been doing them lately bc it's cold as fuck and I don't have any time but hiking and fishing!!

( Ice fishing is really fun btw. Try it if you can )

12. Do you have any pets?

Yes........a cat. My baby girl. A tortie named Briar but she just goes by Gato most of the time

13. How tall are you?

5'7 or 5'8. Cannot remember

14. Favorite subject in school?

Sociology and Weight Lifting !

15. What is your dream job?

Currently going for a Bachelor's in Behavioral Healthcare so hopefully!! Therapist or Counselor. A Professional Illustrator or Character Designer would be nice. Or Alaskan Salmon Fisherman. Tattoo Artist? Idk I just want to do anything that sounds fun or useful.

I don't have 15 people to tag so. If you see this and want to do it. Go ahead!

#Brucey Answers! #this counts. surely #Brucey Lore ( im boring )

[pimentinhamyth]

A Winter Wishday Theory/Observation

My My Little Pony theory: The creating of the blizzard made sense. WARNING, Winter Wishday SPOILER.

If you don´t know, My Little Pony has started a new “generation” of ponies. The newest generation is generation 5. The main series is on Netflix called “Make Your Mark” and is a continuation of generation 4. This is important info.

Generation 5 bases a lot of its lore on generation 4, but it rarely answers what happened between gen4 and gen5. The gen5 Christmas special “Winter Wishday” references the past though, but not in a way that My Little Pony fans expected.

See, in gen4 the three main pony races had a genetic talent each. Earth ponies were strong and could grow crops well. Pegasi could fly and be in control of the weather. Unicorns could do the more “typical” magic and in the far away past used to use their magic together to raise and lower the sun and moon. This later job was later given to their country leaders. Unicorns could manipulate the weather (as shown with the unicorn Rarity in episode 13 season 3) but it was difficult for them. 

Now in the new special of generation 5, magic is much more powerful than in gen4. Earth pony magic in terms of growing food is now overpowered, but Pegasi have shown no sign of controlling the weather for some reason. The weather is self-sufficient. Unicorns have now shown themselves to outshine the other two main ponies again.

The winter special has the three pony races introducing their own winter celebration and traditions. The unicorns have a tradition of greeting each other with “Frosty Shivers” on that particular Not-Christmas day. Every unicorn, old and young, did this with no trouble. The greeting later proves to be an ancient spell for making it snow on Not-Christmas. The cast learns that since there was no magic for ages (aka between g4 and g5) the unicorns forgot the reason for the saying and now that magic is back (it comes back at the beginning of g5) the greeting suddenly means something more. So the unicorns over the course of a day have created a blizzard.

In generation 4 all the pony races lived together in harmony and celebrated during their Not-Christmas that they all lived together. At the beginning of generation 5, the races were separated and had separate traditions. So I theorize that at some point after they split, the unicorns still wanted snow for their re-branded Not-Christmas Not-Celebrating-Multi-Pony-Race-Harmony holiday and used their limited weather magic together. Probably all doing a small spell together instead of 1 unicorn struggling to control an element that isn´t their genetic specialty (aka Rarity). Since g4 magic was weaker than g5, every unicorn could do it and not create a blizzard. Now that the magic is stronger in the new generation, the greeting “Frosty Shivers” had more power and outdid what their ancestors could imagine. And this is all without even knowing that they are using magic!

Generation 5 has struggled with making the magic system work in the series. The baby dragon has magic that can do basically anything the plot needs it to. Same with the cutiemarks (the butt-tattoos) who suddenly have magic that means more than just a manifestation of a character's talent. The lantern the main character has suddenly can do anything if people get along around it and wish really hard. HOWEVER, one thing that makes sense with the magic and story, is that the unicorns unknowingly created a blizzard with an old tradition they forgot the meaning of. How many traditions do we continue to do without remembering every detail? A lot and a bunch of traditions have had their reasons change. 

So it makes total sense that the unicorns both kept their tradition, practiced it, and created uncontrollable weather. Rarity messed up in generation 4 with cold weather too, so it isn´t something pulled out of the blue! This does bring up the question about the pegasus magic though since now unicorns can canonically affect the weather so much with just a bazillion simple greetings in a day. And it also brings up the question if the ancient unicorns that used the spell known for snow, ever needed to think about how often they used it or if the spell was so weak at the time that it didn´t matter.

#mlp #mlp generation 5 #winter wishday #theory #make your mark

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The wish for a different life - Adrien AUGreste Day 1+2

My night was crappy but this was inspired by the stories I’ve seen where Lila wins and wishes for Adrien’s life. In those stories, their moms stay the same but this time I thought, but what if they didn’t? Apologies if the Lila salt was heavy, it was hard to make her lies be noticed now without slandering her a little. I don’t know, I just worked hard on this and wanted to make sure it was posted. The first part was pulled from Lila’s Lament by BroadwayCutie16 on AO3. @adrienaugust

Who Am I?

"I Wish to have everything Adrien Agreste has!"

And the world...

...went...

...b l a c k...

.......................

Seconds later, reality twisted and warped itself to rewrite fate itself.

To adjust the world to the Wisher's demands.

The universe, the director of the world, snapped his fingers to alter his script.

He moved actors around and rearranged their roles.

He rewound the show to the beginning.

He pressed "play".

And Lila woke up in a strange new room.

                                           _____________

“Adrien, piccolino, time to wake up. We need to meet the headmaster before I go off to work.”

Adrien groaned, rolling his face into the pillow even more, hoping to go back to sleep. He ignored the footsteps and the sound of his door opening and the sound of the lights turning on. He felt a hand ruffling his hair before hearing the sound of his blinds being pulled open. He finally pulled his head away from the pillow and blearily looked at the woman inside his room.

“Come on caro. I told you to go to sleep earlier.”

“But new episode.” He whined, sounding as exhausted as he felt.

The woman shook her head, her loose brown hair shifting on her shoulders. “I’m sure it could have waited.” She approached the bed again, running a hand through Adrien’s blonde hair. “Come on, go get showered and if we have enough time, we can go out for breakfast. I hear croissants are to die for.”

“Ok, mama.”

He watched with green eyes as she walked around the suitcases and boxes in his room, gathering her brown hair into a ponytail. He got up, stumbling himself as he reached the window and looked at the view he had of the park. It was mostly runners or a person feeding the pigeons, but it was pretty. The whole of France was from what he could see. They’d arrive pretty late the night before and had struggled to get their things upstairs as their apartment didn’t have an elevator but thankfully it was only the third floor. After things were moved in and they showered, his mom went straight to bed while he did what his mom warned him not to do and watched the newest episode of Spy X Family.

“I don’t hear movement!”

“I’m coming.”

He showered and changed, pulling on his ripped jeans and stuffing his feet in his boots. His oversized cropped sweater barely brushed the end of his jeans, allowing his formfitting tank underneath to be seen. He didn’t bother brushing his hair, ruffing his fingers through it before sticking a beanie on his head. He picked up his bag, looking at the clear front. His pins on his ita bag hadn’t moved around and the charms were mostly still in place. He looked inside at the old notebooks that had been used almost a week ago at his old school in Italy. He missed it already, only having been back for a few weeks before being sent here, but he only called it a good thing that he hadn’t made many new friends before he left. He hoped he could make friends here. According to his mom, this assignment was going to be for at least 2 years.

He met his mom in what was their attached kitchen. Like most diplomatic placings, the living area was huge, the set furniture home to a few boxes and bags. His mother was flipping through things in a small carry on, putting the documents into one of her clear folders, one Adrien had ordered from Japan as a gift for doing well on an exam he had 2 days to study for.

“The school should have most of this paperwork already, but just to be safe. Maybe we can finally move these things out of this suitcase and into a safer place. I thought you got rid of those boots.”

“I did. And I got new ones.” His mother scowled at him. “These shoes are in at least 3 different outfits.”

Getting out of the house didn’t take long but figuring out the way to school was a bit harder. They only had enough time to stop and pick up croissants before they finally pulled up to school. Another town car was pulling up and letting out a student as he and his mother got out of the car. He glanced at the girl in designer clothes heavily featuring a butterfly and long brown hair, who seemed stunned to see him.

“Oh, caro, finish that quickly so we can go meet the principal.” His mother said, wiping some of the crumbs off the side of his mouth. He noticed the girl seemed upset but she quickly covered it and stormed off. He’d seen other teens at the schools he went to do the same, unwilling to show their emotions. To be honest, he hated it. The idea of not showing who you were, letting people see you at your worst and best? Sure, there were times where it was good to hide it but forever hiding it? No thank you.

                                        ____________________

Lila watched Adrien enter the classroom behind Mml. Bustier. She couldn’t believe how the once model was dressed, in cropped shirts and boots, his bag displaying pins and charms, but it didn’t matter. She had his life and she knew how this would go.

Waking up in Adrien’s life was a surprise, but it was proof she got what she wanted. The room, the clothes, the house…the absence of the father. She still couldn’t believe how Gabriel was treating his own child. The breakfast of chicken breast and celery, the massively long schedule that was recited for her, needing to book time to see her own father? But it was fine, she’d been Gabriel’s muse before and she managed to yank him in any direction she pleased so it was only a matter of time. Her classmates were acting odd around her. Adrien used to be greeted with welcomes when he walked into the classroom, smiles and general good cheer. Her appearance hadn’t gotten that. A few replies, but most was stares that seemed to go right through her.

She was Lila Agreste. They should be rushing to greet her.

“Everyone, I’d like you to meet your new classmate. Adrien, why don’t you introduce yourself?”

“Hi, I’m Adrien Rossi. I was born and raised in Italy but I move around a lot. Both my parents are diplomates, which makes this my third school of the year? I like anime, cosplay and hanging out with my mom. I hope we can be friends.”

The whole class kindly welcomed him, which made her clench her fists. But it was ok, she’d get her way.

“Mml. Bustier, I’d be happy to give our new student a tour.” She said, standing up.

She felt everyone staring at her, but it wasn’t the good kind that made her stand up taller. It was the same feeling she got when she thought Marinette might actually win in calling her out. But that was crazy.

Mml. Bustier didn’t seem to think so as she stared up at her, much like Mml. Mendeleiev would do to most students. “I don’t think so. Your free period is being spent with Max for studying remember? Your last quiz has your father very disappointed. Nino, would you please show him around?”

“Sure.”

Class was swiftly swept up and started and everything felt wrong. This wasn’t how people treated Adrien, so why were they treating her this way? But it was ok, if she had his life, Adrien had hers, which meant he’d lie. She could call him out and win affection. It was easy.

She had a chance when Literature ended a few minutes early and everyone swarmed Adrien, trying to get to know him.

“Have you been to really amazing places?”

“I mean, I call them amazing, but some wouldn’t think London for 2 weeks is amazing and the month in Scotland after that. But I enjoyed every minute of it.”

“What was your favourite part about it?”

“Food and cosplay locations. Some of my best pictures were in random places I found, though I do love a lot of the ones in Italy when we were back or visiting family.”

“You must have a really popular Instagram then. I mean, you must have access to meeting so many celebrities.”

“Not really. I’ve only met a few C list celebs, who came to benefits. But that was just in passing mostly. My mom doesn’t want me taking ad deals and such while I’m still in school and I agree. My life is pretty quiet, minus the moving. It’s only gotten more hectic recently but it’s never been anywhere extravagant. I guess I rubbed elbows with a few elite kids, but they didn’t want anything to do with me, so it didn’t matter.”

Wait, what? Where were the embellished tales? Talks of fabulous places to live, people who wanted to be near, perfect life?

“I’ve never seen you at a benefit. Must not be to high up on the ladder.” The words came out her mouth without thinking.

“What benefit would you have gone to? You never left your house until last year.” Alya stated, staring her down.

“My father stopped inviting yours after all those rejects.” Chloe, who was still sitting in her seat, spoke.

“Just watch, another lie for the media to rip into.” She heard Kim whisper.

Media? what did...She was in the media. A media who chased and exposed Adrien’s location. A media that posted his every word. Marinette might of used the media to try and pull apart her lies but no one higher ever called her out about it. But if she was in the media all the time like she’d be now, her every word, her every lie would be scrutinized.

“Well, your mother doesn’t love you!”

The class exploded, all yelling at her before Adrien stood up, glaring at her. He looked at her like that once, but this felt worse.

“I don’t know who the hell you are, nor do I care but watch your mouth about my mother. My mom happily spends time with me and makes sure I know how much she cares. Just because you’re so clearly starved for love, doesn’t mean you get to take it out on me. Grow the fuck up.” He turned to Nino. “Why don’t you show me around now?”

“Gladly!”

                                         ____________________

Adrien wasn’t one to just yell at a person, but this random girl told him his mother didn’t love him. Who did she think she was?

“What is her deal?”

“That was Lila Agreste.”

“Agreste? Like Gabriel Agretse, the fashion designer?”

Nino nodded. “You’ve heard about how he’s a recluse right? Well, Lila started school for the first time last year. We got pretty star struck when we met her for the first time. Should have realised something was up when Chloe, daughter of the mayor and never lets anyone forget it, didn’t like her. Lila kept telling us all these things, making all these promises to us but thing is, when we started talking about it to other people, word got around and the truth started coming out. She’s really good at lying and manipulating people. Once we realised what she does, we stopped believing what she said. Marinette, the Asian girl sitting behind you? she tried welcoming Lila, but she was just beyond help. Ignore anything she says. It’s a miracle she hasn’t been pulled from school with all the scandals she’s caused.”

“Well, she doesn’t matter. So, my mom works a lot. It sucks yeah, but she still checks in with me and I know she loves me.”

“Well, her mom did disappear 2 years ago.”

“And that’s sad, truly it is, but that doesn’t give her the right to act like that. My parents are divorced and you don’t see me attacking people with married parents.”

Adrien decided to put Lila out of his mind. She just seemed to be a spoiled rich girl and he had practise with those.

“Hey, any chance you know of the best Italian places to eat?”

“You want to Italian for lunch?” Nino asked, looking a bit confused.

“No, my mom and I have this tradition that whenever we move to a new place, we find the best Italian place. We judge it on how good the pizza and cannolis are.” Adrien said, nearly bouncing as they went down the steps.

“Well, I’m usually fine with whatever, but if you want a real expert opinion, we can ask Alya. Her mom is a chef at the most premier hotel in France. But first, the tour!”

By the time the tour was over, lunch had started so Nino dragged him to cafeteria, bringing him over to sit with Alya and Marinette. He waved to his other classmates and watched Lila storming into the cafeteria, Max following after looking annoyed and exhausted. He guessed the tutoring session didn’t go well.

“Hey Alya, does your mom have suggestions for Italian places? Adrien and his mom wanted to know.” Nino asked, while Adrien pulled his sweater off, pulling his beanie back down, seeming to not see the blush on Marinette’s face.

“I can ask her. You know, Marinette had a question about your cosplays. She’s a designer.”

“Oh really? That’s amazing. My skills are pretty basic. I’ve been tempted to do Hawks from Boku no Hero Academia, but trying to figure out how to do wings seems nearly impossible.”

“Oh, I’ve never gotten to do anything like that. But I’d be happy to help. Do you have pictures?” Marinette asked.

Adrien pulled up his cosplay Instagram, handing his phone over, not questioning when Alya switched between his food and personal Instagram as well.

“I know you say your life is pretty normal, but these look amazing.” Alya said, swiping through the pictures of food, landscapes and Adrien in both elaborate and simple costumes.

“I just look for the positives, I guess. You guys will have to show me your favourite spots.”

“How about in exchange for 3 of the best Italian places, as suggested to by my mom, you let me do an interview on my blog? It’s mostly focused on the heroes but after meeting Lila, surprisingly, I’ve realised it does a reporter good to have a broader reach.” Alya stated.

“Right, who are the heroes? My mom is here mostly because of this ‘supervillain’ that’s appeared, mostly to off assistance and advice but I’m a bit vague on the details.”

Alya brightened up, using Adrien’s phone to bring up her blog and handed it to him, leaning over the table so she could scroll for him.

“Scarlet Bug and Catseye, two themed heroes who appeared out of nowhere, just around the same time akumas did.”

“Demons?” seeing the confused look, Adrien explained, “Akuma is a Japanese spirit, also known as a demon. They show up a fair amount in anime, usually fantasy or magical.”

“I’m gonna ask you more on that later, but these akumas are purple butterflies. In fact, Ivan had been the first victim. They go for people experiencing high negative emotions. We don’t know how Hawkmoth, the guy controlling them, chooses the person, just that it can happen at any time. Scarlet Bug and Catseye showed up at the same time and where able to both defeat Ivan and help him turn back but also cleansed the akuma so it was just a normal butterfly.”

“Most of our class has been akumatized already.” Nino reminded. “we’ve been called the Miracuclass, since the items the heroes turn with is called the Miraculous. Hawkmoth wants them for some reason. That’s always what the akumas ask for when fighting them.”

“You know, Lila pretended that she knew the two of them, but they went on record saying they didn’t, saying the couldn’t been seen as familiar friends with civilians, even famous ones.”

Adrien leaned over, looking past Alya to where Lila was sitting, alone. He felt sorry for her, but seeing what she’d been doing and hearing what she’d been saying, it didn’t stay that way for long.

“Are they at least cool?”

“The coolest! I have this theory that they might be related to each other just because of how they act towards each other. Reminds me of me and my siblings.”

“Alya is still learning to not go running into fights for footage. She’s gotten scolded but has yet to listen.” Marinette said.

“Will you shush? Trust me, if your mom ever meets them, she’ll know they’re a major help to France.”

“I’ll make sure to mention it to her. And I’ll ask about the interview, mom is pretty insistent I don’t get into any sort of ads or media she doesn’t agree with. She only agreed to the Instagram since I don’t show my face in the food one and I’m in costume on my cosplay one.”

“Fair enough, now about those food suggestions.”

#adrien augreste #adrien aguast #lila wins and wishes for adrien's life #lila's mom is now adrien's mom #adrien curses