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fruitsofhell · 1 year
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Oh yeah, like I said I’m not a big fan of characterizing Meta Knight as narcissistic with the joke of how the Halberd looks. I’m not really a fan of him being seen as like a tryhard either, something about him just reads as very genuinely Like That to me. As in the knight persona isn’t him trying to be super epic and hypermasculine, it’s just an ideal of a hero he likes shaping himself after.
I think because besides the shyness, one of his biggest defining traits is chivalry and stuff. If he was just a tryhard or was supposed to be characterized as self-centered you’d see that side slip up more often.
But also my favorite thing about his whole aesthetic is that he’s like a brooding dark knight, but he’s always wielded a golden sword and has had yellow as key in his palette. It gives the vibe of a night sky illuminated by bright warm stars, so that’s how I read his knight persona. As a knight of darkness but whom with his sword has dedicated himself to goodness and justice. And I see that as inherently humble, to not present yourself as a perfect shining white knight but as dark and off-putting as you’d like, but no matter what still upholding that ideal.
Meta being a very genuine goth and not just Some Edgy Dude is important to me, thats my thesis honestly. If Dedede can line a hallway with portraits of himself, Meta is allowed to put his mask on his own boat, as a treat.
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matrose · 2 years
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THINKING ABOUT gimli singing the song of durin. gimlis poetic nature. gimlis love for his surroundings. gimli giving the glittering cave speech. gimlis vulnerability. gimlis care for the hobbits.
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mizodorito · 1 year
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in addition to the last post i am So Sad the uzi plush is a pre-order again which means ill have to wait until like, late june to recieve it when i order it..
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bartruto · 8 months
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i lost my weed jibbit off my crocs 😫
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veritas-dolos · 1 year
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It's winter break and I forgot my mouse at my dorm. I can't LIVE like this
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kdyism · 2 years
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okay, so lu and max aren't together. also not feeling the whole max is super emo bc of billy bc he wasn't a great brother or person, mourning family? okay but making it her whole thing for someone who probably did not have that significance? let's see where this goes.
also nancy and jon please don't break up over something stupid. you guys were my otp. pls don't.
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redamoureux · 5 months
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hi!! could u write yandere scout <3 prompt is all yours 🫶 love u
╰﹒RED FACED LOSER!
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Yandere Red/Blu Scout headcanons/short
↳ content warning: yandere themes, some fluffs? obsessive behaviour, posessive behaviour, implied invasion of privacy and cloth stealing, implied future forced relationship, ooc?, not proofread
↳ genre: romantic
↳ a/n: Hi! Sorry this took pretty long, didn't have much time and motivation to write so i wss just able to write it just and it's sorta crappy :")
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It was long ago, Jeremy first met you when he was on yet another run from his brothers and wasn't paying attention where he was going, causing him to bump into you and throwing the both of you onto the ground.
He'd hastily help you up and picking all the things you had dropped and hurriedly saying sorry before running off. You could only gawk slightly before snapping out of it and continuing with your day.
After weeks, you had almost completely forgotten about the encounter until the day you finally met your roomate. And it was that boy again! He seem also surprised meeting you aswell making your first introduction bit awkward but eventually you both melt into a good long conversation. You two quickly became good friends and you'd often help him with his assigments he couldn't do. At times he'd get bit embarassed and tried to repay you with a box of pizza in return.
When you're working on some project, he'd be a little stubborn and try to persuade you to join him instead for the evening to go hang with his other friends, though you'd often decline.
Sometimes he'd also borrow your jacket with the excuse his is on the laundry. Or even using some of your stationary and more often than not even forgets to give it back, so you'd always have to remind him.
Though once you lost your jacket, jeremy was quick to give you the biggest puppy eyes he could do and convice you that you'd probably forgotten it somewhere when you just asked if he knew where it is-
Jeremy would definitely take you on various 'hangouts' (it's really is a date but he's too embarassed and bit shy to tell you at the time) like watching a drive in romantic movie or trying to share the same milkshake with you. He'd even put his arm around your shoulder, you didn't think much of it, but his heart is thumping real hard.
As time went on however, you notice he was slowing stopping and skipping his classes. It was abit subtle at first, telling you that he was simply feeling unwell. Though overtime, he began skipping whole one, two and so on. Soon you'd hear several rumors from other students that he'd drop out. You feel a little saddend, his disapperance was so sudden! And when you returned back to your dorm, most of his stuffs were missing, save for the few insignificant things here and there. You were baffled and wished he could've said a goodbye but you finally accepted it and went to try moving on. Mysteriously though, some of your belongings seem to be gone too, and you can seem to find them anywhere.
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Years passed and today you're going to finally start your first day of your job. You felt little nervous as you walk down the hall. after all you are still quite unexperienced. And hearing about the guys you're going to be working with from your contractor doesn't make it any much better. They said some of them were rude, easily hostile and even insane. Or dumb. You tried reassure yourself, it couldn't possibly be that bad. Your contractor is probably just exaggerating bit too much, you thought as you open the door.
Seconds after that you heard an audible gasp and fast footsteps, before you know it, hands yanked you closer to the person's body and giving you the tighest hug ever. "Ohh babe! I thought i'd never see you again!" Said the man- and you instantlu regonized that voice. Even after years, his voice still hasn't changed much. You pulled back a little, flabbergasted. "Jeremy??" You questioned. He finally let go of you saying, "Hm? Yeah sweetheart? Ohh don't say you'd almost forgotten me there!" He exclaimed as if he had not just suddenly disappeared years and just went back from playing the arcade he usually hang out in. "What are you doing here?-"
"Tthat's a question i should be asking, Why are you here? Didn't you finally got your dream job? But anyway, i'm just happy that you're here!" He replied. You let out a sad sigh at that, "well yea-i mean no.. it's pretty complicated."
"Hey hey don't be upset. Sorry, i really didn't mean to ruin the mood. So listen, how 'bout we get some milkshakes huh? I'll pay for the both of us!" Jeremy declared. You thought for a second. "That.. would be great. Thanks jeremy." "Just call me scout, sweetie. That name is for the old me." He half joked. After all, his old self is just so stupid and childish for letting you go and even upsetting you for not even saying a goodbye or even able to confess before leaving. Well, don't worry now. He's new now. He would finally confess his habored feelings and he'll never be stupid enough again to ever say goodbye, ever.
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REBLOGS/ FEEDBACK/ COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED!
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mentos-or-mentoes · 2 months
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My God, just recently I watched Hotel Hazbin, and it just amazed me! Especially Cannibaltown and its inhabitants, they are all so cute, aristocratic and at the same time deadly!
So based on this I came up with an idea.
What if we take the Reader, who is also the leader of a small settlement of cannibals isolated from everyone, who are followers of the red crown, who miraculously managed to survive and hide, isolating all the settlements from everyone and waiting for the prophecy and the lamb to happen, which will free “the one who waits.”
It would be very interesting to see how the already defeated five bishops who are in the cult of the lamb accidentally stumble upon a settlement where Narinder’s followers still live, who eat the flesh of "heretics" and those who want to completely destroy Narinder's legacy. At the same time, they still continue to remain like one big friendly family, with their own manners and friendly character)
(I apologize in advance, because English is not my native language, but I hope I conveyed the essence correctly)
This wont be headcanons. mainly because i don't know exactly how i'm supposed to write this as headcanons. But i hope you enjoy!
I havent watched Hazbin Hotel yet, but i will try my best to make something somewhat like you asked.
Cult of the lamb ex-Bisops + Narinder / TOWW x Reader who is a Cannibal leader.
(this will be with the bishops in follower form).
Narinder / TOWW
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Narinder was out gathering some meat for the cult per the lambs request when he suddenly heard a sound from somewhere. It was loud, maybe a shout? A cry? He didn't pay much attention to it at first. But curiosity got the better of him. When he went to investigate the general area, all he could find was some red robes and the remains of a (newly dead) body. It had definetly been a planned attack, that much he was sure of. It was obvious looking at the robes, it didn't have as much as even a singular scratch on it.
Suddenly he heard a noise, Narinder got ready to fight but was met by a seemingly innocent, joyful smile as you, greeted him. You offered him shelter and food for the night and he accepted the kind offer, not wanting to stay out too late.
Upon arriving at the little cult, he was surprised. Everyone seemed to be running around, playing and just having a fun time overall. You didn't have much of anything, yet everyone seemed perfectly fine. Nobody was even remotely sick, or lacking in nutrition. This did make him slightly suspicious. You told him that you'd have to go take care of some ''buisness'', he didn't really care too much, but he did keep an eye on you to make sure you weren't scheeming anything. A bit later, you came back, soaked in blood, and a bone in hand, ruínging a bell. It was then you announced dinner was ready, as well as in a slightly saddend tone announcing that a dissenter who was especially troublesome had been taken care of.
Narinder immidietly put two and two together, and realized that the dissenter you were talking about, was now the meat in the bowl of stew sitting in front of him. He freaked out a little and questioned you about it, You calmy told him that it was how things were around the area, thoose who failed to follow the teachings of the red crown, would help the faithful, by giving them energy, and filling their tummies. You also informed him that, after having to hide as a result of his excile, that rescources were not easy to come by, so it was how things were, and that everyone was fine with it, even scrapping together some vegetables for thoose who'd prefer not to indulge in the cannibalism. Most did so there was enough for a good bit of vegetable stew for him and a couple other followers who simply were too disturbed by the concept but didn't want to leave the cult.
Narinder couldn't help but feel as if he was falling for you, a tiny bit. A sweet, kind leader who wasn't afraid to do what had to be done. Fufilling your own needs first, but making sure everyone felt comfortable after your needs were met.
Narinder would start visiting your little cult whenever he was snet out to get anything for the cult. and if you were up for it, he would be more then willing to ask the lamb, if your cults could kind of join together, your cult taking care of the dissenters who'd keep dissenting no matter what. He'd one day confess his love for you while you two were enjoying the guts of an outsider who had tried to harm your followers, It was a bit akward, but you just gave him a quick kiss, and if you decided to pet him then he'd practically melt into your touch.
Heket
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Heket had thought that all cults worshipping the red crown other then that god forsaken lambs cult had died out. She had done so much to try and stop it, yet it seemed near inevitable.
She knew Anura the best so, naturally she took almost every opprotunity to go there, mainly to get away from the cult. One day she had heard a noise comming from a bush. Not afraid to fight, she got ready to take on whatever would jump out at her, After a bit nothing happend. She stopped for a second wondering what it was, before continuing to walk. Suddenly, she heard a soft, quiet, humming. It sounded nice, Heket went to investigate the sound to find you minding your own buisness. She knew something was off, she could tell very easily, but she couldn't quite put a finger on it. You introduced yourself to her, showing her around your cult, and talking about the history behind it
She was just taking a walk in Anura, gathering some mushrooms for the cult, when she saw you. Her whole view of you changed that day. As you were cleaning out the blood from the intenstine of a follower, whilst another of your cult members were chopping up the flesh, and another was boiling the sausages that had been stuffed with meat, and twisted to make hotdogs. You asked your friend if she was hungry and offered her a sausage. She accepted and then the little ''secret'' you had was out.
Heket was definetly amused at how your cult was. Everyone knew eachother and cared for one another like family, yet, every time you made your followers eat the flesh of the people they once knew, they seemed to only get more faithful. You even had options for thoose who didn't want to. Truly a place for everyone. upon revisiting the cult she asked you about it, and you told her that, after worshipping the red crown was forsaken, you and your followers had to go into hiding. And therefore you had to do all things nessecary to survive. If one member was caught, then surely everyone would be dead. so scavaging for plants, seeds and other things like that was out of the question, instead having to settle for whatever was available. Thats when you told her of how, thoose who dissented too much would either end up having to rot in a cell somewhere or you and the rest of your cult could get some use out of them, via cannibalising them.
She didn't really think much of it (She probably ate a couple of dissenters too back when she was a bishop herself). You treated thoose who had passed, and thoose who had been faithful with respect. promising to give them a proper passing, and not eating their remains, no matter how desperate things got. One day while at the cult you were even serving up a follower who had tried to sneak into the catacombs to try and take the meat from a passed elder. You of course didn't tolorate that in the slightest bit.
The day she asked you out, she had planned to cook a meal for the two of you, to eat alone. You seemed to read her open as a book because the second you two were alone, you gave a quick little kiss on the cheek, and confessed your love for her, right then and there.
Leshy
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It was a cold, stormy night. And out on a journey to find his eye, Leshy was slithering around. When suddenly he tripped over something. He was met with somewhat of an embrace, rather then the cold dirt, as you greeted him. Offering to help him around, and to help him try to find his missing eye. You took him back to your cult, where everyone gave him a warm welcome, You gave him some soup. Leshy however, having a very good smelling sense to make up for his lack of vision, could immidietly smell that something was off. You, knowing that he couldn't see and wanting to try and calm him down fro, thinking you were trying to poison him, just told him that it was the meat of a worm follower who had recently started to dissent alot. On one hand it calmed him down a bit, that he wasn't being poisoned. On the other hand, it freaked him out even more how casually you just talked about turning a person into soup.
You told Leshy that, nobody would hurt him, and that you'd make sure of it. Your calm energy, and words of comfort definetly helped him out. The kindness of your followers towards him despite what he did, made him feel welcome
when he asked exactly who you and your cult was worshipping, he got surprised at the fact that you also worshipped the red crown. Not that it wasn't a possibility, but most people who had worshippec the red crown had been found, then put to the blade. He himself witnessed almost every single of its followers die infront of him. To think that you and this cult of atleast 60 people had hidden that well from him, and his siblings, just surprised him.
His amasement at how you handled, well, everything! You almost managed your cult better then he did when he was a bishop. You made sure everyone was comfortable, And that no boundaries were overstepped, as long as the followers of the cult were to be faithful, and respectful towards others. Your willingness to help others, both inside and outside of your cult, as long as your, and your followers needs were met, definetly lead to him developing some feelings towards you.
He'd start visiting more often, especially after getting his eye back, You'd make sure to avoid having him around especially gory sacrifices or executions, if we didn't want to see them.
Leshy would one day just, go up to you, kiss you, then wait to see how you'd react. When you kissed him back, immidietly followed up by a hug, was definetly one of the happiest moments of his life.
Kallamar
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Kallamar was just on a walk to calm himself down, when he saw you, he immidietly panicked. You just saw him, and casually waved with someones severed hand. His screams could be heard all throughout the old faith. He was practically unable to move, And he was terrified the second he realized, that you, were only getting closer. By the time you were close enough to actually talk to him, he was practically on his knees just begging you to not hurt him. You reckognized him as one of the four bishops that had tried to kill you and your followers back when Narinder was banished, Didn't stop you from trying to calm him down, and telling him that you weren't gonna be hurting him any time soon.
He was shocked that a cult like yours was still going, especially after everything he and his siblings had done to try and eradicate any evidence of the red crowns existence. Turns out, you and your followers had been living far back in the caves, worshipping the red crown the entire time. Knowing that the prophecy of the lamb, that would free your great leader, would one day be fufilled. You had basically managed to make a secret society, but with everyone being cannibalistic.
You were terrifying, yet, oddly comforting. You made Kallamar feel like he was in danger, yet safe at the same time. It seemed you had affected you followers in the same way, with them gladdly following your word, doing as you said happily, both in the fear for their lives, but also out of will. Everyone knew eachother down there, and it gave people less reason to dissent. Thoose who did, would lose their life, as well as make everyone around them have to lose someone close to them. It hurt you and everyone else, what you had to do for survival, but it was nessecary. They understood, and everytime food was getting low, many people would be willing to offer themselves up, for the sake of everyone else.
Kallamar would never confess his feelings to you, but you became an unofficial couple because, his crush was clear as day to everyone around him, including you. so you just started being romantic, and started dating, no confessions needed.
Shamura
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Shamura didn't leave the cult too much, not without someone by their side atleast. They however do have a tendency to just, wander off to god knows where. It was on one of theese times, that they stumbled upon what they at first thought was the cult of the lamb, because of the robes. Upon seeing a bunch of new faces, they started to think otherwise. You however, were kind, and accepting of them stumbling upon your little settlement. Offering them something that could remind them of their days in power, Something akin to eating the dissenters of their cult, for power.
Shamura could immidietly tell, that something, was different, about the food they were being served. After asking you, they found out that an outsider had tried to attack some children, much to their mistake, so you simply took care of them, and served them up to preserve space. It made sense, as the area had not much if anything at all to grow crops at, so having to provide for a whole cult would be difficult without some other food source. You started talking about how, it had been a family tradition, that you had brought with you as a solution to providing food and taking care of dissenters in the cult, at the same time.
You decided to try and teach them a bit about how to use every bit of the body for different dishes, and what nutrition, the different body parts had. It was knowledge Shamura hadn't heard of before. but something they'd love to hear more about, learning every single bit there was to know about the body, and surviving in places with close to nothing.
Your cult being the only remaining that worshipped the crown before Naridners excile, meant you had lots of ''Forbidden'' knowledge. Almost anything related to death, or the afterlife was something anyone in the cult could talk about for hours on end, regardless of if it was an adult or one of the many children. You knew how to preach, and you did it startingly well.
Shamura could see your cult and the lambs, merging together, or yours potentially growing bigger. Your charisma, your soft, gentle voice, your aura, everything was just so, calm and caring about you. And to think that you were possibly one of the most brutal leaders out there when you wanted to be or needed to be, it was seomthing that they knew was the sign of a great leader.
They would bring some books and some tomes from their cult one day and ask if you wanted to read with them, you accepted, and you two spent the evening together, cuddling, and enjoying eachothers company.
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manjibunny · 6 months
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Modern Cinderella AU with Draken but it's reversed.
Draken gets dragged into some sort of ball hosted by Kokonois business partner. Not wanting to be alone in a sea full of entitled rich people, Inui drags Draken with him where he meets you, a daughter of a rich man that dragged you along. You and Draken hit it off pretty well. As you talked the night away, feeling secure and understood in each other's presence, Inui takes Draken to the side where he tells him that he and Kokonoi are leaving. Draken leaves without telling you. You didn't get his number and were saddend by the thought of never meeting him again, until your car breaks down and you go to the local mechanic, Draken....
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dutchess-of-fear · 7 months
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Finally Together
Morpheus x Reader
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As lady of the dreaming you watch over all dreams and Nightmares with your beloved husband, Morpheus,
It had been eos ago when you had meet, and you have loved him ever since, it has devastated you when your husband was captured, you had wanted to help your husband, but you are weak in the waking world and you wanted to make sure the dreaming stays much intact to which it sort of worked but was saddend by the damage the kingdom had fallen.
Once your husband came back throthe throne room where you stand, you were such overwhelmed with such emotions as you seen your husband, standing there,
you both passionately kissed each other as it had been so long since you both had been in each others arms,
But you knew Morpheus had a job to do to fix the kingdom and so he did, and through trial and errors, through heart ship and learning to trust, the kingdom had been restored to its beauty,
But through all this, the lack of your husband by your side weights you. You knew he needed to fix the kingdom, but it had been so long that you wanted to have some time with you're husband, and Lucienne notice this.
As Morpheus was busy in the throne room Lucienne in, clearing her throat to catch his attention to which Morpheus respond with a hum,
"My lord, it had come to my attention that your wife has been feeling lonely, as of late" Morpheus glance up from his work as he got out of his throne, Morpheus knew he must spend time with his wife but as of late his work had kept him away from his wife, he knew he needed to make up for all the lonely nights, "excuse me Lucienne but I am going to see my wife, would you mind looking after the place?" Lucienne nodded as Morpheus walked out of the throne room and went to there bedroom.
But to his surprise she wasn't at all in the bedroom, he then called to Matthew to looked for he as he began to wonder where she had went but realised where she would be.
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I softly walked among Fiddlers creek gazing at the twinkling stars that shine across the dreaming, all the while thinking about my husband, he had busy as of late to which you understands but you miss the time spending quality time with your husband,
"My Love," I turned around and saw my husband standing there looking beautiful as the day I laid my eyes on him for the first time, I couldn't contain the smile that grew across my face as he walked up to me and held my hands before kissing my cheek, he lingered there for a moment before lean back and looking at me with such love and affection he has for me,
"I am so sorry, of neglecting you for such a long time, I shouldn't be doing that to my wife," I shook my head as I rest my hand on his cheek, and he leaned into my touch, "my dear husband, I understand you have a duty to serve, I completely understand"
"But I should be spending some time with my wife who I left alone when I was captured" I leaned closer as I kissed him softly relishing in the feeling I hadn't felt since he came back,
"But you are now here, so walk with me, let's enjoy gazing at the stars together Morpheus" he smiled as he lead me the way as we found a comfy spot to sit together as we held each other close looking at the beautiful stars that shined for us,
"I love you so much Morpheus" he looked towards me before treading his fingers through my hair leaning his head against mine, "and I love you, for all eternity my dear love"
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wearerandomlyyours · 1 year
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Maverick is surprised it took so long.
The past few months had been great. Amazing. A honeymoon period like he'd never experienced before. He and Ice were so good together, Mav was starting to think he may have finally found something that will last.
But....all good things and all that.
Maverick's not even sure what started the argument, but it was a doozy. They were up in each other's faces like they used to be, before the Gulf, before the accident. Before they looked into each other's eyes and found something worth knowing.
Ice never raises his voice. He's never had to, but his volleys are delivered in that icy (ha), flat tone that cuts deeper than any shout. He's derisive and cruel and Maverick gives as good as he gets and they're both bleeding their hearts onto the cheap navy-standard linoleum. Right up until...
"God, you're fucking impossible!" Ice throws his hands up as he turns away, grabbing his jacket from where it rests on the kitchen chair. He stalks out of the house, back stiff as steel, and Maverick thinks, well, this is it. It was nice while it lasted.
Because if there's one thing life taught him, with the absolute certainty of inevitability, it's that people leave.
Some of them by choice, some not (and God does Pete miss his brother), but everyone leaves.
Happy endings are for other people. Not the foster kid that no one wanted, not the rejected teen refused at the Acadamy door, not the sorry excuse for an officer who can't follow orders to save his life, to save his fellows' lives.
Maverick collapses, curls into a ball right on the kitchen floor, at let's himself feel sorry for himself for a minute. Just a minute. Then he'll get up and keep going like he always has. He'll be fine, he'll survive, he'll...
"Pete?"
Maverick's head snaps up, shock and a few tear tracks (fuck, when did he start crying?) painted across his face. Ice stands in the kitchen door, surprise and worry furrowing his browline. "Pete," he says slowly, "why are you on the floor?"
Mav can only stutter out a shocked "You left", because this isn't right. Ice left. He walked out the door. Did he forget something?
"Yes," Ice starts slowly, "I went outside."
"But you left. Why are you back?"
"Pete...did you that I left? That I was gone?" The worry on Ice's face melts to sort of saddend understanding. "Pete...."
Ice crouches down in front of him and puts gentle hands on his cheeks, wiping away the tears that still cling there. He smells like fresh tabacco. "I walked away to calm down, because we were arguing past each other and nothing was going to be resolved until we took a step away. Did...did you think I wasn't coming back?"
"You left. Everyone leaves."
"I'm not leaving, Pete."
"I don't believe you." Ice give him his most brittle smile yet.
"Then I'll just have to stick around until you do."
Ice plops down right behind him on the floor, pulls him in to his broad chest, wraps him up in long limbs and whispers reassurances into his ears, for as long as it takes to stop the shaking. Long after their back have gone stiff and sitting in class is going to be hell tomorrow, but it doesn't matter, because Ice isn't leaving, and maybe Pete will get his happy ending after all.
(It takes a few decades, a few dozen arguments and one or two big fights, but he gets it. He gets it under a canopy that's name he still can't pronounce and the family he's made for himself cheerfully crying in the audience, where the love of his life promises forever and Pete believes him.)
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i find myself very saddend by the knowledge that there are no
Hanhua Riji (God Troubles Me) fics on AO3. Its the perfect ground for crackfic writers to congregate.
Could make some really good whump too.
The show itself is literally found family with chaos. Unlimited chaos.
I binged all 3 seasons in like 6 hours. No episode is longer than 20 minutes and they're all about 13 minutes long.
Just the number of fandom references in show that I caught was insane.
Help me. I don't write crack but I would read it for this fandom.
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Speaking of Chujin, have you moved on from Ceroba yet? Or are you still having a thing for her?
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* Starlo seems saddended.
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roosterm3at · 11 months
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Regarding your combine au, what would happen when gordon and barney meet? Would it be one of those cliche "all memories come flooding back when seeing something important" things, would gordon be saddend by what barney had become? What would happen in this situation?
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man that guy looks familiar
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thebestestofbees · 6 months
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I apologize I'm advance to whoever favorite holiday isnt Halloween.
Also this is kind of self indulgent
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A smile graced your lips as you flipped your calender, the word 'October' making your eyes shine with glee.
You marked the first day and started to cackle to yourself, turning away from the calender and to your television, the very one that had transported Puppets to your realm of living and grabbed your remote.
Turning your TV on you flipped through the Playlist on YouTube and stopped on your favorite Halloween Playlist, blaring the Playlist through your speakers.
With a content smile, you dropped your remote in it's holder and left your room to the closet which opened for you.
You smiled and looked to your front door windows, to which purely black pupils stared at you in your windows. "Thank you, Home." You thanked while grabbing your Halloween decorations.
Home looked at you with a cheerful expression and creaked in a happy manner. It was almost creepy if you weren't used to your sentient house by now.
You took as many decorations as you could and made your way outside. You were almost saddend by how you couldn't decorate sooner as it is seen as too early from other people, but not to you though, it almost seemed to late if anything.
You spread out what you carried in your arms out onto your porch table. Since everyone was so busy with something they wouldn't tell you, you were going to have to set up alone.
None the matter, you've done it so many years prior you can do it now. Firstly you took the fake spiderwebs and stretched it out before placing them all over your porch and house.
Home creaked with confusion, staring as you stretched the fake spiderweb across your porch. "I'm setting up for Halloween." You say, hazardously pulling all your weight against the fabric of the false spiderweb.
Home seemed even more confused, so you told Home not to worry about it just yet as you grab black fake spiders from the pile of decorations.
After decorating the outside of your house with almost everything (all you really needed left were pumpkins for the outside), you went back inside to create a more fitting atmosphere.
You were glad you had already put up some fall themed candles for the season to set up the smell of it. You gathered the left over spiderwebs and placed them over your home, on the ceiling, in the corners and decorated the spiderwebs with fake black spiders.
As you were fixing the spiderwebs, you had bumped into Eddie, who seemed jumpier than usual. "Oh there you are, Neighbor, say do you need any errands you want me to run?" Eddie asked just as a black spider fell from the spiderweb it was in, taking some of the fabric with it, and falling right infront of yours and Eddie's faces, just dangling there, making Eddie nearly launch back with a scream.
You snorted and held back a laugh as Eddie clutched where his heart should have been and held his knee with the other hand. "Are you okay, Eddie?" You asked with a slight humorous undertone. Eddie brushed himself off.
"Y-yeah, I'm still not used to the colorless critters ya got here, what about my offer? Do ya need anything I can go get?" Suddenly you remembered the pumpkins you wanted to carve, from what you've gathered, this was the puppets first Halloween.
"Yeah, can you get me like ten pumpkins." You say, grabbing your wallet from the counter and taking out a wad of money.
"This should be enough to pay for all that an some extra if you want." You say, Eddie took the money from your hand and nodded before you asked.
"You do know what a pumpkin is right?" Eddie snapped his head up at you.
"Of course! One time Poppy dressed up as one last uhhh... never mind, I do know what it is, those big orange things that are a little heavy to carry, right?" You nodded slowly trying to understand what Eddie meant.
"Yeah I know what they are. Oh yeah and Sally told me to tell you to stay out of their room for a bit." Eddie pointed a finger to the guest room that now had a sign that read 'Y/N keep out!' In fancy letters with tiny stars around it, obviously Sally's handwriting.
"Will do, thank you Eddie." You say going back to decorating. "Thank you, Neighbor!" Eddie saluted as he left the house without another word, you smiled softly at the nickname.
Ever since you had met the puppets, the silly nickname just stuck. Personally you didn't mind it, it was more a preference than anything.
Once you were done with the spider webs you grabbed the skulls from your closet and cackled to yourself again.
Decorating every surface with the skulls, you finally turned the skulls on. Some of them were just candles and others just screamed at you when you got too close them, thanks again, Spirit Halloween!
You finally turned on your witches broom again, which was just a roomba with an old fashioned broom on top of it making it appear floating, and let it roam the house cleaning.
You added a ripped curtain for the hallways and the entrance to your kitchen and placed caution tape on doors.
You made the fairy lights around your house change from it's standard color to a blood red to match the ambience and finally you turned on your smoke boxes in every room, making the floor appear covered in smoke.
Once you were finally done, you stepped back infront of the front door to admire your work, a wicked grin forming on your face. Your house was ready for the Spooky season.
Suddenly a loud squawk rang through the house. Turns out, you forgot that one of your guest was a bit of a chicken.
You speed walked all the way over to the guest room where Poppy was, practically frozen in fear from every little thing that covered each wall. And Sally was beside her marveling at the sights.
"Now this is what I'm talking about Poppy! Besides the pleasant smell... is it the mailman who did this? He might know a thing or two about the Macabre Menagerie of Monstrous Mischief Making after all." Sally says, folding her arms as she marveled the decorations.
"I'm sorry, the what?? You know what nevermind, no I put them up." You proudly say before glancing back at the petrified Poppy. "My bad Poppy, I can tone it down if you want-" your gesture was immediately shut down by Sally, who jumped up and yelled,
"No! Uh, No. I'm sure Poppy will be able to handle this kind of petrifiable art! Don't apologize for this masterpiece neighbor! " Sally scolded as she moved out of the guest room too look at the rest of the decorated house.
Poppy cleared her throat and kept her head lowered nervously walking over to you. "Of course, I wouldn't want to stifle your creativity considering you have... a lot of it." You grabbed Poppy's shoulder and looked at her.
"Hey. You're not stifling nothing. if you don't like something I do creativily, just tell me. It won't have some life altering effect I swear." You patted Poppy on the shoulder as she gave a small nervous chuckled before she remembered something.
"Ah, speaking of Eddie, where is he?" Poppy asked. "He's getting pumpkins, I want to show you guys another holiday we have." Poppy tilted her head. "Oh? Does it have to do with the decorations?" You nodded before looking back inside the guest room where Howdy, Barnaby, and Wally resided doing something different.
Howdy was moving some props around, while Wally and Barnaby were stitching fabrics together, Wally had mostly reds, While Barnaby used a slightly darker color pallet than his vest.
"So wanna tell me what you are doing in there?" You asked, Poppy shook her head slowly. "Sorry dear, it's a surprise." Poppy says, you shrug. "Alright, I guess I can live with that. A surprise is a surprise. Who am I to ruin it." You say before helping Poppy walk through the fog filled house, Poppy jumping at every turn.
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If you want a part two where they carve pumpkins you can tell me :3
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theninthlaw · 6 months
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I am actually deeply saddend by the news of Atsushi Sakurai's passing. Buck-Tick and Sakurai's work especially inspired so much of my art over the years having been listening to him since I was 16. Buck-Tick was one of if not my favorite band of all time and if you ever have the time and want to listen to some neat music. I highly encourage you to listen to Sakurai's wonderful voice and Buck-Tick's outstanding work.
ドレス is one of my favorite songs by them. Man...
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