#so I guess I kinda aged him up a bit oops

[sandeewithtwoe]

Since I made a human design for PJ, I thought I’ll make one for Gradient too

Gradient belongs to AskComboClub

#art #utmv #gradient #gradient sans #also I thought he was 19 when making this #but in the wiki it says he’s 14 #so I guess I kinda aged him up a bit oops

[pinkandpurple360]

Was watching Oops and it finally hit me when Blitz called Fizz out on being a “spoiled attention whore” who gets everything he wants without effort and … Blitz is kinda right? 🤔 Like not to say Fizz didn’t work hard and had to put up with Mammon, but Fizz is basically now living it up on top, with his sugar daddy there to give him everything he needs, only has to interact with Mammon once a year, and he really doesn’t do anything to address the “purse dog” accusations. And then the way Fizz responds it by looking at the leash Ozz gave him which I guess is supposed to be heartwarming, but to me plays more like the literal pet imagery …🤢 (I don’t think Fizz is literally Ozzie’s pet but I wonder how Fizz feels about it. It probably won’t be explored)

Pampered* is what he said and yes I see why he’d think that? Though he doesn’t have the full story on that front and I’m sure he doesn’t fully believe it because he does think he ruined fizz’s life. Then again even as a kid he always got the nicer clothes and the better attention.

But yeah…the other 364 days of the year fizz says “my life has been pretty great” so him being abused ?? Contradicts that. Unless he’s being dishonest and secretive. And his critic says “all you do is work at that (redacted) sleaze joint” “you aren’t even a clown anymore” and clown and jester are used interchangeably. This hurts him as if it’s true. He’s quick to believe what others say.

Viv said he was being fake at the show and that he prefers love to lust, but is also liking tweets saying he loves it at Ozzies..??? I cant follow. And how is fizz being overly sexual and preyed on by creepy fans Mammons fault when it’s at Ozzies where all of this happens? Asmodeus doesn’t like when Fizz is sexualised and when fans ogle at him so…why does he pay fizz to do it in “the house of Asmodeus” even when fizz is branded to all ages.

Up until now the fizzbot said “shipped from big Ozzies factory” fizz says “designed by the big man himself” and Asmodeus talks about the fact he doesn’t like designing these things “for him” so I just can’t follow on who’s responsible.

I’m so confused by this narrative. It would make so much more sense if Ozzie said he regrets having a part to play rather than saying it’s all mammons fault cause he’s shitty.

Oh the leash imagery and later the fact Striker says the term ‘purse dog’, when the quivies are representative of chihuahua, is 100% on purpose. What are they doing with it? I don’t know.

Even calling Fizz a pillow princess ties into it. There’s references to ropes and handcuffs multiple times and I guess im supposed to see that as a kink joke maybe? Or literally? I’m not sure. Kinda like when Blitz is cuffed and collared in truth seekers. Mam puts cuffs on him too but those aren’t the soft fluffy kind. Idk the imagery and what I’m supposed to conclude from it is iffy, but there’s definitely a clear pattern.

Fizz’s profile on Ozzies phone, the fluffy cuffs and the imp—offensive animal nickname, whether I’m supposed to see it as cute or as something a bit symbolically darker? I dont know. When it comes to sexuality in this hellaverse anything goes. Even the imagery of Blitz and Fizz in a cage talking about Asmodeus and Stolas is interesting imagery to say the least. Striker is at least somewhat right but then blitz calls him a reverse racist or something …

What is this shows commentary on class ???? aaaaaaa

Unless Viv doesn’t…know what a pillow princess actually is, and thinks it just sounds pretty cause it has princess in it. that’s a possibility. She basically called him a selfish lover? Like Blitz to Verosika?

Fizz also makes animal noises like “meow” and “ribbit” which is basically an imp slur “fire toad” that was not played for laughs. It’s played like it’s an in universe offensive term. Ozzie doesn’t respect imps, just fizz. He calls moxie “a limp dick imp” and blitz a “feisty imp” and threatens to harm his employees who did nothing but look surprised at them both.

And the fact Fizz hurts several imps succubi and other hellborn in his tirade shows how much he has lost touch with people of his own class. Then being caught up in that fight noise gave him agency back, he was an equal teaming up with Blitzø and fighting his own fight. He fucking knocked out Striker, that’s insane change from “i just wanna go home”

As for right now I’m doubtful they’ll address issues with Ozzie because the ship is marketable and popular. They seemed to have transferred strikers commentary on royals from Asmodeus to mammon. Insisting that Asmodeus and stolas are “the good nice monarchs who do nothing wrong ever” but, who knows.

I feel like Fizz only gets to take a break when he’s with Oz, “money can’t buy happiness but it can rent you paradise” feels like this is a hint towards fizz and Ozzies tender but tumultuous, secret relationship. Because he’s been so mistreated before, he’s fine with submitting to some pampering and infantilisation but can’t fully trust it, he doesn’t fully like it, he has to lie, minimise situations, overstate his capabilities, and even beg, for some agency back. Because he’s vulnerable as a disabled imp with fame. Oz would rather Fizz not be famous anymore so people leave him alone, so he can have fizz to himself, even though it’s important to fizz. So he’s conflicted. And very happy when he quits performing. He’s definitely not the one with the agency around mammon or around Asmodeus, and his status as an imp, feeling inferior, and them as kings of sin, whom he feels unworthy of, is exactly why. When he says he doesn’t care what mammon thinks anymore….he turns back to Asmodeus for a thumbs up of approval. And relaxes when he gets it.

#helluva boss critical #fizzarozzie crit

[elizabethrobertajones]

[the TARDIS arrives at Gatwick airport in 1966 where Polly witnesses a murder]

The murder is going to be your other travelling companion who is a scot from the 1700s??? You can't just take him to present day Glasgow airport???????????

...

I'm really enjoying the 2nd doctor but largely in comparison to how the creep of time is introducing more and more recognisable TV drama standards and easing my 21st century brain into things in a more familiar way.

There was also a real churn of companions after the first squad departed so I didn't really check in with the end of the seasons with posts because they're not lining up their appearances and disappearances with ends and beginnings of seasons, so the binge watch doesn't have good start and end markers and makes it really easy to forget that that would have been a good place to make a post with an update.

While I can see from like the grand scope of history psychoanalysing the Doctor he let his granddaughter go and then sequentially collected 2 more girls of similar age to fuss over with the exact same language and affection and then they inevitably also moved on because they were randos and not his actual beloved family he could keep forever, so he accidentally just compounded that trauma, it also was kind of a whirl when you have to also skip chunks of missing episodes here and there, drastically shortening the time the audience gets with them. So he kinda burned through 2 replacement granddaughters in a week and then regenerated of old age.

I had really high hopes for the first adult replacement companion, err... Steven? he missed a ton of episodes including the whole set after his intro, and also his parting episodes. (The trend of the BBC saying all the costumes sounded like a hassle to recreate as to why there's no animation really lines up with what sounds like real problematic concepts for modern audiences so I think these episodes may just kinda. Accidentally stay lost. Oops, says the BBC.) Anyway this guy seemed really interesting from his intro then was just a shouty man who was probably rather fumbled in execution, or else only interesting in the missing content.

The 2nd doctor is someone who I know only from pop culture as a face who comes in slide shows of all the doctors, and literally nothing else. Looking at the lost episodes list and how the animated recreations are very recent, I can see how he was probably only known very well to people who really put an effort in to read or listen to deep nerdy fan Doctor Who stuff, and the whole show being on iplayer is such a new development I feel like it's the first chance for average half-invested people to only just meet him. And almost entirely as an animated character.

He inherited the adult companions from the last doctor - Polly and Ben - who are really good characters both of them. Or at least, Polly was from her intro episode and shows flashes of brilliance when not just being used as the screaming damsel (alas). She had great chemistry with the previous companion Dodo (who was a bit older seeming than the other "child" designated girls and liked fashion and clubbing so represented the granddaughter parade growing older and away from the Doctor I guess and just chose to stay in modern London off screen). Since Dodo never even came back to say goodbye, I was very disappointed she and Polly didn't get more than one episode to hang out.

Ben is an absolute treasure though, I'd recommend watching just for him because he's the most normal lad guy with a force of personality, and he's charmed me by basically just existing as a bloke who is a stalwart stand up guy being put in Situations. Missing a few episodes with him so I have no idea if we learn WHY he was in deep depression on introduction (the same episode that set up Polly) or if he was cured by having a sense of purpose travelling with the Doctor. It could also be once again the intro episode gives us chewy characters but then doesn't bother chewing them once we have them vs how all the modern companions are basically leading the show with their emotional plots. The episodes are very oriented still towards action and if the characters have challenging moments they are of course very repressed and British about dealing with it.

By season 4 when we have the second doctor he shows up acting all kooky and it's hard to tell at first if he's just like that because he regenerated and doesn't know who he is, but I'm far enough along now that while he's stabilised he's definitely trying too hard and has the same vibes as Matt Smith trying to follow Tennant did.

In this case, he literally seems not to have changed his clothes since the regeneration and I think it's been a whole season or two since he changed, and he's still wearing the First Doctor's suit hanging off him all too-large shirt and jacket, and the belt knotted at the front to keep his trousers up. It's very symbolic and knowing that he just tried to replace a beloved character but also watching it, he's really just playing along the tropes of what the Doctor is supposed to do and not contributing more than like, funny little quirks to the original formula, rather than being a whole different guy and it's just suffering the inevitable drag that happens when you do that and don't go hard in another lane.

In this case the only real change that's setting the action is that they're not having him be grandfatherly and don't have a companion he treats like a granddaughter, and are allowing the adult companions to help set a tone, so it's good the 3 of them have strong personalities (Polly's trap in the misogyny of the era aside) and are taking part in a lot of action because they can fill out a lot of the space around the Doctor and help actually give some personality to what's happening, since the 2nd Doctor is giving plot required meddling and nonsense but his personality is just not filling up the space like the 1st did. Far more mad scientist but without the forcefulness that I didn't even like from the 1st Doctor but at least was a real unarguable powerhouse performance.

Anyway all the episodes are missing where the Doctor heads off to 18th century Scotland and just collects a random guy there, so you jump right to him taking this lad to Sci Fi Scenarios and he's there in a kilt and freaking out about everything because he's got no reference. I was talking to my mum about all this and we agreed if you did the same to a 1940/50s guy he'd be almost as mentally unprepared but as soon as you hit the 60s and have people who've even heard of a space race you get companions who are ready to conceptualise things in a different way and don't feel as historical. The Modern Era Doctors could grab a 1960s companion if they felt like it and they wouldn't feel as out of place in terms of being able to understand casually what is happening around them at all times, is what I mean.

Interesting framework for like, a meta explanation for why the Doctor's travels suddenly kick into gear when he hits the 60s and starts sort of, having picked up companions from there and needing to go back there to drop them off and pick up new kids in the same week, begins to anchor to our modern time progression. Just because he hits the start of humans having a brain for space travel and thinking of modern sci fi concepts and understand the basic principles of science we still use as a baseline today, and he begins at the very start of when people were ready for that and in that very loop de loop way ends up following along the progress as he takes companions from further and further down this timeline in a semi-chronological order.

Although the modern ones all being FIRMLY from our present day does make it very funny that we've had a girl from the future as the 2nd granddaughter, and now a lad from the far enough past to make it REALLY weird in this early run when there didn't seem to be such strict rules on where people could come from to be an Official Companion.

Absolute "this would kill a medieval peasant" behaviour.

In a chunk of very lost episodes in the 1st doctor's run wikipedia described him taking a girl from Troy and accidentally getting her killed by space aliens in the far future. (I've also noticed he does a lot of killing thousands of people or carelessly exploding companions in the missing episodes... Talk about BBC propaganda XD)

I think after watching several episodes with Jamie the 1700s Scottish piper as a companion, he may be one of my favourites though, just because he's been in a long run of future episodes with lots of aliens and nonsense. Guy's fought Daleks and Cybermen and weird crab aliens and he's doing ALRIGHT for someone in his situation. Gold star for culture shock recovery.

I guess I will watch what happens to him when he sees an airplane for the first time now.

#doctor who

[sysig]

2023 Art Purge

Original edition! Ended up having to split the doodles into two parts, I didn’t mean to end up with so many left over but oops - onto the commentary!

Remember crayon Edgar? I drew this one at the same time! Loosely based off Circus Baby but really just more of a general cutesy look - layering with colours is fun :)

Eyes, every year. Two general eyes, and two characters! Bottom left is Souichi, and bottom right is Vivian :) Vivian always gets a spare eye haha

Some concept art for a false backpack I still kinda wanna make - it’d be a prop for a game I made earlier this year, as the prize container! It’s meant to be kind of like a pop-up shop that can fold away fairly small and hold a bunch of small items safely and inconspicuously, though it wouldn’t actually work as a real backpack lol

Some Cherubsona concept art, thinking about their hair and the light rays - I considered having a single asymmetrical hair tuft, I think while I was still on the fence about having asymmetrical wings as well - I’m happy with the final design :)

And some baby angels! Based on my DQIX/AGE headcanons/actual canon lol, took a few tries to get a design I was happy with before settling on the bottom-most one with the fuzzed ears, lolling about haha. Cute!

Also thinking about “Fallen” designs, since my cherubsona is meant to be a fallen angel - or even just biblically accurate angels! Maybe they became more normal-looking after falling haha

More Charm doodles based on the Hungry idea - neither Frankenstein nor Zombies were quite what I was looking for, but they were close! Poor Charm, even if it is a Look

More eyes! Concept sketches of the Yanderapy boys :D Mitsu’s swirls and Ishida’s sleepy ♥ eye expression haha

An alternate panel of Mitsu being shy to admit his love language haha, I wanted his expression to be a little more visible but him hiding in the book is also very cute haha

Little doodle of Ishida singing Daisy Bell! He’s half-crazy all for the love of Mitsu after all

Technically these are from later in the year but I was really hoping to have the set up for a silly concept rolling - Ishida wants to play a game! The game would allow each of them to take a turn, with the goal of the game to be to sneak a gift into the other’s bag or pocket when he’s not looking. A cute and silly and fun concept to reverse pick-pocket the other and give a little treat! Totally harmless and not at all strange or weird or with any kind of underlying sinister vibes!

The punchline of course was that since they’re both yanderes that it basically turns into stalking each other, which as featured here, Mitsu is very into, who could have guess lol. The double punchline is that they’re both so aware of/obsessed with each other that they notice each other right away, but play along because it’s obvious that they’re both enjoying it haha It’s yandere enrichment! Ishida would also get a real rush from “hunting” Mitsu, as would Mitsu enjoy being “hunted” - yet more twisted love languages ♥

Random deer :) Actually one of the animals I considered for Dahlia early on but decided to scrap, because I don’t know how to draw deer lol

Also went through a couple scrapped designs for her artist friend, just to make sure I explored all my options thoroughly! I’m glad I did, but I’m happiest with the one I decided on, of course

Brief Dahlia and Tala meeting. They’re unsure of each other! Squirrels and dogs don’t have the best track record admittedly

Bit of vent :( Bar’s always good for it ♥

Bucket! :D Been a bit since I drew anyone from that cast, though I somehow made him on-model by accident lol, and of course he’s still cute! That’s the important part really

Eyesssssssss <3 <3 On the left were some quick comparisons between dot/filled-in eyes and eyes with a differentiated pupil and iris, since I’ve been defaulting to dark eyes a lot lately (it’s the Vargas influence lol); and on the right were a bunch of Cure eyes! I think at least partially studied off of some character creators? Lots of eye styles to choose from, which one suits her the best hmm. She has very sparkly eyes

And another sort-of study off a character creator haha, it’s very cute! Not very Cure, though

One of the early ideas that made me want to dig her out of storage was actually an animation idea that was maybe a liiiiiittle ambitious to go about making without her having a fixed design lol - I’ve always been a fan of magical girl transformations that completely glow-blot out the body and then they explode into frills and bows and fluff at the end haha. I would still like to come back to the idea at some point!

Ended up with a good handful of muscle studies, even after the ones I already posted - a lot of the poses ended up silly haha

And a lot of skull/face/neck studies as well, with mixed success :P

I’ll get it figured out eventually!

Sometimes it’s fun to just doodle around, shapes :) My own original human style feels so constantly in flux with the fanart I like to make and having so many non-human characters haha, probably doesn’t help that I prefer high stylism

A trio! They look kinda familiar, hmmm....

Yet more eyes lol, the first trying to figure shines. You can really see what a lack of editing does to the implied shapes pfft ♪

Always trying to figure out how to dragons! Another one I’ll have to get to Someday. There’s gotta be a trick to them >:0

Out of general studies and tests - hey I thought Just Desserts already had a sona??? And that she was like the most important and best and all that?? I got curious what my sona might be in the JD universe without being the villain haha, and I came up with a Chocolate-Chip Brioche Bun lad! :D I’ve always had something of an affinity for brioche, also somewhat inspired by Edgeworth’s cravat haha. But would Charm still exist and be wreaking havoc, or would this be the alternate universe Charm equivalent?? ‘Cause they’re definitely not “Charm”

Speaking of Charm tho! She’s holding a tooth lol - something something, candy people mining teeth? Because cavities? I dunno lol, but she’s certainly not all that much bigger than a tooth so that’s some fun scale for you :)

And finishing off with some cutesie little chibis :) I made the first as a reference for proportions, and the second to show how my holosona would look in that style haha, what a cute evil computer

#Doodles #Original #Long post #Extreme link-out edition lol #Multiple editions! #Had to be working on this one up to the last minute since y'know - still making even up to the end of the year! #Luckily this one was very well-behaved and didn't break even a little bit :) Very polite! Very appreciated haha #I have to admit I'm a little nervous about the fanart one on that front #But for now! Mostly silly sona stuff and OCs and the like :D Some concept art here and there #I'm gonna try harder in 2024 to have fewer leftovers - I like all of these! I want to show them off in their good timing! #I had fewer mixed salad greens in one post this year :0 That's on me #It's tough when I only end up with a small handful of doodles leftover to any given subject! But it's fine if some sets are smaller haha #I think the eyes will always have a spot in the end-of-year roundups tho haha #As always there'll be more 2023 doodles on the way! More than the previous years actually since I've gotten these roundups done early #Cuts both ways haha - queues still absolutely kill me |P But they do give me a cushion to work on bigger projects! #Just need the focus and energy for them lol #Anyway I'm getting ahead of myself a bit lol - there's still a whole 'nother one of these coming up sheesh lol #And I doubt that one will be as polite XP Even more reason to like this one! Haha #I'll letcha know when 2024 is ''officially'' here art-wise - I can tell you it won't be for a while haha

[squill79]

The Gay Kid

None of the other kids like me. They always make fun of me for being gay. I’m sure there are other gay kids in my school, but I’m THE gay kid. The only one who’s actually out. My name is Hunter, but most of the other kids refer to me with one of their endless supply of homophobic slurs. I thought by now we’d be over this, gay people exist, who cares? Guess my school still lives in the stone age. I haven’t told any school faculty. I don’t want them telling my parents. Plus, I’ve kinda gotten used to it by now. It’s more annoying than anything else. This morning I went to get my Spanish books. There was a penis drawing in my locker again. Hilarious. Suddenly, I felt something hit the back of my neck. “Ow!”, I yelled. I turned around and saw none other than Brandon Wallace. Brandon used to be my friend, or at least I thought he was. I thought I could trust him. He’s the only person I ever told I was gay, and he spread it around quicker than I could blink.  

“What’s up, hada?” He said to me.  

“What?” 

“Hada, that’s Spanish for fairy.” 

“Oh, did you look that up because you were thinking about me?” 

“Pfft, you wish, queer.” 

Brandon’s such a jackass. He has this obnoxious clique of annoying straight guys. Well, them and his girlfriend, he’s the only one to actually have one. She’s just as much of a bimbo as he is, laughing along with his squad about his “sick burns”.  

“You’re so funny, babe!”, she always says that. 

“Funny enough to take to the winter dance?”, real smooth. 

“Oh babe, of course!”, bleh. They then made out for like... an entire uninterrupted minute. Gross.  

“Get a room!”, I yelled. They ignored me. 

After they finally stopped, Brandon turned over to me and said, “See Hunter, this is what you can’t have!” 

“Why would I want that?”, I asked. He couldn’t answer since they went back to making out. 

I eventually got to Spanish class. I sit in the front row of the class. I don’t like being in the middle of all the other kids. “Hola class.”, my teacher, Professor Stevenson said as class began. “We have a new estudiante today!”, a kid in the back got up and walked to the front of the class. “¿Cómo te llamas?” 

“M-me llama Tyler.”, he responded. He seemed nervous. He was shaking and had a bit of a stutter. Kinda felt bad for him. Must be tough being a new kid, especially in senior year. “I’m uh... eighteen y-years old and I umm... w-well I just wanna learn.”, how inspired.  

“Well that’s great, Tyler. Muy bien.”, Professor Stevenson said as Tyler went back to his desk. He proceeded to teach the class as normal. 

I bumped into someone when exiting class that day. “Oops, I-I'm sorry.”, he said.  

“It’s no big deal.”, I replied. I then realized that the person I bumped into was Tyler. 

“Oh, it’s you from S-spanish class!” 

“My name is Hunter.” 

‘Right... you’re uh...” 

“Hunter.” 

“The gay kid?" 

“That’s what they call me.” 

“I umm... I know you d-don’t know me and that I’m new but uh... w-would you want to go to the winter dance with me? I... I’m sorry I sh-shouldn’t have asked. It’s just that all the other kids kept telling me that you’re gay and I-” 

I pondered his question as he kept on rambling. He’s a little awkward and I don’t really know him all too well, but he’s kinda cute. Plus, there are barely any other queer kids in my school, so my options are kinda limited. “Sure.”, I answered him. “Why not?” 

“Oh... oh w-wow thanks. Ok umm... we can m-meet here outside the school. Sorry I can’t pick you up, I don’t have a car.” 

“No worries, I don’t either. I’ll see you this Saturday.” 

“Yeah I-I’ll see you then.”, he said as he awkwardly skuttled away. For the first time in a while, I was actually a little excited for something.  

Saturday night, my parents were helping me get ready for the dance. “You look so good, sweetie!”, my mom told me. “This girl is gonna be so happy to see you, what’s her name again?”  

“It’s... Taylor. And thank you.” 

“Are you sure we don’t need to pick her up? Does she have a ride?”, my dad asked. 

“She has a ride, but thanks dad.” 

“Alright, good luck tonight, champ. Remember to be polite to her... but also be yourself.” 

“I don’t think I can be both of those things at the same time.” Both of my parents chuckled. 

“Make sure to call if you need anything.”, my mom told me. 

“I will, thanks mom.”  

My parents left the room so I could finish preparing. I walked downstairs to go to the bathroom when I overheard a conversation between them. “I’m so glad he finally has someone to go to a dance with.”, my mom said. “He’s such an outcast, I was worried he’d never find a girlfriend.” 

“Well, it must be hard for him.”, my dad replied. “He’s not interested in sports like most of the other boys probably are. He’s into books and anime and whatever. It’s hard for a boy like him to find the right crowd.” Gee thanks you guys. It’s great knowing that me having a “girlfriend” is so important to them. 

My dad drops me off at the school. I arrived before Tyler, so I had to wait outside for a few minutes for him to show up. He eventually arrives wearing a T shirt with sweatpants. And to think I dressed up in a fancy suit just for him. I didn’t tell him this though. Like my parents said, I didn’t want to be rude. “S-sorry I’m late.”, he said as he walked up to me. 

“No worries.”, I told him. We walked inside and I instantly felt butterflies in my stomach. Not really because of Tyler, at least not him specifically. This is the first time I’ve been seen with another guy in a semi-romantic setting. “I hope nobody stares at us.”, I said to Tyler. I was already bullied for being gay, I didn’t want it to get any worse. 

“Oh... I’m sure it won’t be that bad.”, Tyler replied. Odd that he didn’t seem so nervous about that. I guess it must be easier when you’re not the only one. It is nice to be hanging with another gay kid. I’ve been getting sick and tired of being surrounded by a bunch of heteros.  

We enter the cafeteria where the dance takes place. Me and Tyler walk in holding hands. I caught a couple of people giving us awkward looks but it wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been. “Let’s get some snacks and then we can dance.”, I told Tyler. 

“Sure... l-let's do that.” 

We both ate for a few and drank some punch. We didn’t really talk much in that time. A few kids walked past us whispering homophobic slurs. Nothing I’d never heard before, I just ignored them. After a little while I asked Tyler if he wanted to dance. “Let me ju-just go to the bathroom first.”, he answered. I waited about a minute for him to come back. 

“You ready now?”, I asked when he got back.  

“Y-yeah, I am.”, he responded.  

We began to slow dance to a soft romantic song. It was nice, actually. He’s not a bad dancer. We swayed for a few minutes. Eventually, however, I saw Brandon and his dumb clique behind Tyler. They were staring at us and laughing menacingly. I really didn’t feel like dealing with them. “Hey Tyler, we should lea-” Before I could finish my sentence, Tyler shoved be into the punch bowl. I was soaking wet and the juice got in my eyes. I eventually opened them to find everyone in the room staring at me, with Brandon and his gang front and center, along with Tyler. “What the hell?” 

“D-did I do good?”, Tyler asked Brandon.  

“You did great man, that was hilarious.”, Brandon answered. He then turned and pointed to me. “That’s what you get for being mildly snarky to me!” 

I looked at Tyler with contempt. “Why? Why would you do that?”  

“H-hey, I just wanted to get in with the c-cool kids. It’s nothing personal.” 

“You don’t have to be nice to him, Tyler.”, Brandon said to him. “Queers like him are always emotional.”  

I stood up and punched him right in the face, much to everyone’s surprise. “Queers like me will always bring more to this world than jackasses like you. You may have your little gang following you around and worshipping you now, but once high school is over, you’ll be nobody. Your existence will be a blip in all of our lives, best case scenario. So have fun with that.” I then left the room. He didn’t say anything, I think he was still in shock from me punching him. I went outside and called my dad to ask him to pick me up.  

“Everything alright?”, he asked. I think he could tell by my voice that it didn’t turn out well. 

“Yeah... I’m fine dad.” 

“Did she break your heart, son?” 

I began to answer. “She-”, I then paused for a moment. “He broke my heart, dad.” 

“He?” 

“Yeah... I’m sorry I never told you I was jus-” 

“It’s alright son, it really is.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah. It’s ok.”  

I shed a tear as I looked up to the night sky. “Thanks dad.” 

#writing #storytelling #gay #lgbtq

[makigorogoro]

disorganized thoughts on fionna and cake eps 5 and 6

(Spoilers!!)

ok ive only seen the eps once each and im going off of memory so a lot of this is probably gonna be paraphrased and mixed up but whatever . also this post is really fucking long lol sorry

-OK FIRST OFF THESE WERE SO GOOD RAAAAAH

-obviously we are in the farmworld, not surprised but very happy!!!

-also not very surprised fionna and cake immediately went along with simon’s plan

-the whole time they were talking about where to find a crown i was like lol. simon don’t look behind you

-cake bringing fionna a dead rat was really funny

-the versucci gag or whatever was also really good

-but what made me die was fionna talking abt how she’s played a lot of post apocalyptic rpgs and then it pans over to “man who has actually lived through the apocalypse”

-was really cool to see how the farmworld has developed after what happened with ice finn, i think it’s interesting how they’re more technologically advanced since the first time an ice age happened in this world they pretty much reverted to medieval times (does that make sense. you know what i mean)

-i was SO convinced jay was farmworld finn’s little sibling so when he said dad my heart stopped

-the name jay didn’t immediately click until bonnie was revealed to be one of his other kid’s name and i was like HOLY SHIT PUHOY???

-veeeery interesting since assumingely golb destroyed/erased the pillow world

-i guess you could just chalk it up to finn would have named his kids the same thing in any universe?

-but i mean speaking of his kids GOD he got busy with huntress wizard

-i mean it has to be huntress wizard. one of them looks just like human hunter wizard

-sucks that she died though

-simon’s ship of theseus thing was so fucking funny oh my god he’s just like me fr (i started talking about the ship of theseus in one of my assignments a few days ago and i was like. is this too nerdy.)

-i haven’t really talked about farmworld finn yet. a little sad he turned out so cold (pun not intended oops 😭) because of what happened to him when he was younger

-good on him for saying simon was a damn fool or whatever for wanting to put the crown on lol

-i wish they actually had a talk though

-cake saying fionna should kiss him while knowing he’s just an alternate version of her??????? girl

-also farmworld jake still being alive was crazy

-so it did turn out the crown was destroyed in this world, i honestly wasn’t sure since the crown from the main world survived direct contact with a comet lol

-the romeo and juliet style romance going on between finn’s kid and big destiny’s kid was really good

-finn showing up with bartram lmao!!!!!

-dude i love bartram, the bit in finn the human where finn’s mom says that they have to sell the mule and then bartram’s head peaks out from the bed in the corner is unironically one of my favorite jokes in adventure time

-i kinda forgot what happens between here and the end

-so did farmworld finn fucking die????

-idk what happened there i sure hope not

-i really don’t know if we’re going to revisit these worlds in any capacity considering the amount of time left but i hope we do now!! i feel like we need to see what happens lmao

-now for ep 6

-wasn’t really expecting it to open on “fionna world” as they started calling it

-i was wondering how they were gonna balance gumball and marshall yaoi with what’s going on with the main trio

-they did it really well though i think

-i also wasn’t really expecting to be introduced to winter king right away once we got back to the main plot

-he definitely gave me weird vibes right from the start im gonna be honest lol

-blaah i don’t really remember what happens between that and the winter wonder world sequence

-so ill just talk about that. holy fuck

-every review i read before the show came out was really hyping this scene up and i get why now

-was really cool to see the beyond the grotto animation again and the song was so good it’s still stuck in my head

-but the moment the winter king said he overcame the crown with sheer will i was like. um. im calling bs

-i was just thinking however it did happen though i have a bad feeling about! felt really bad for simon and when he said that he sucked i was like. oh no ☹️ dude

-the moment i saw little ice marcy pretty much cemented it for me i was like oh no something fucked up is happening here. tbh i still can’t really figure out what happened with that but given what the winter king said about making an ice betty. uhhhhhhhhhh

-OH YEAH cake once again saying simon and the winter king should kiss . GIRL WHAT ARE YOU ON

-i looooved crazy pb

-i remember when people were saying she was a marcy pb child lmao.

-simon saying that he wanted to “fix her” while the winter king just wanted to kill her was really interesting. im trying to figure out what it means lol. like we know that simon wants to be the ice king again but also now knowing he would want to fix and save someone from that madness…idk

-her song was really good

-her playing those ominous notes on her keyboard made me laugh

-i haven’t really talked about gumball (im not calling him gary im sorry) and marshall. i thought they were really cute!!! could definitely see marcy and pb meeting in a similar way

-the juxtaposition between gumball talking about his creations to fionna fighting the fucked up versions of them was really cool

-i hope gumball doesn’t take what the lemoncarbs said to heart . they’re just like that

-ok so. I was honestly more shocked that fionna kissed (a version of) simon than him disintegrating seconds after lmaooooo

-i have to wonder why he immediately died here when in betty (the episode) he was dying relatively slowly without the crown’s magic

-ive been writing down a bunch of crack theories and the first thing ive gotten right was the winter king transferring his craziness to pb lol lets goooo

-i was thinking that simon might’ve transferred it himself but then i was like nooo he wouldn’t do that….apparently he would do that

-idk despite how he seemed i think the winter king was still a little insane in the membrane.

-maybe the crown was still influencing him in some way? and that’s the message here? idk

-i can’t believe bi fionna is real

-back to gumball and marshall. gumball describing slumber party panic……oh my jod 🥺🥺🥺

-the baby world was so cute

-“and i’ll be cursed the right way” simon do you fucking hear yourself

Ok that’s definitely not all i have to say but this post is long enough lmao ,, god this show is SO GOOD i can’t believe it’s real. ok that’s all

#adventure time #fionna and cake #Fionna and cake spoilers

[thewritingginger]

It’s the middle of the week so heres an overdue post for your Wednesday.

I just quickly wrote this so mind any mistakes :)

Fandom: Attack on Titan Pairing: Levi Ackerman x GN! Reader Word count: 1.1k+ words Warnings: Modern AU, Business man Levi, Age gap, Fluffy & cheesy, Kinda shitty oops 

Enjoy ~

Erwin was a long time family friend that you’d known since you were little but had lost touch when you went off to college. Though when the news of you moving back reached him he asked you to meet up with him and a few of his coworkers, that’s when you met a man they called Levi Ackerman.

You sat across the table from him, mostly spent admiring him from the corner of your eye as you pretended to listen to the others' conversations. He was older than you, like the others, but you couldn’t help but be attracted to him. Although he was short in stature he possessed this energy that you couldn’t quite place and being a man of few words only added to the mystery that was around him.

Since then, joining their group on outings has become a regular thing. Each time you tried getting the stone faced man’s attention and when you captured it for a few words you found yourself a bit stunned under his steely gaze. His voice was low with a rasp that vibrated through you. Soon enough you two found yourselves in eachothers company, away from the others, and after a few times talking he asked you out on a date.

~~~

It’s Saturday afternoon and you’re meeting Levi at a little tea shop you mentioned when he shared his liking for tea. The street that the shop is on is full of people working and window shopping. You see the sign that hangs above the door up ahead and then through the crowd you spot the raven hair of your date waiting for you. Picking up the pace he turns and you’re greeted with a warm smile, it was small but it still managed to make the butterflies in your belly flutter.

“Hey.” You smile back, giving him a quick greeting hug. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

“It’s no problem, just glad you made it.” He says, holding the door open for you. You sigh in relief of the warmth and inviting smell of spices and baked goods on the inside.

Finding a table in the back of the small shop you sit across from each other.

“So- how’s work been?” You ask, not knowing where to start. This is the first time you’ve been truly alone with him and you’re a bit nervous to say the least.

“It’s been good. However, instead of talking about my boring job, I was hoping  to learn more about you, Y/n.” His low voice, rich and mellow, melts over you making you flustered.

“Oh, well there isn’t much to say. As you know I’m a college student and I just recently moved back to finish up my degree at home. But I guess something you don’t know is-.”

You continue to talk back and forth for the next couple hours. After ordering some tea and a few treats you swapped stories and tidbits of information about each other's lives. Laughing and smiling with moments of just looking at each other from across the table over the rims of your cups, it’s safe to say this date is making your stomach do somersaults in the best way.

Wrapping up the date, Levi insisted on paying even though you tried to fight it. Now outside the shop you were about to start saying your goodbyes.

“Let me walk you to your car.” He offers.

“Oh no, that’s okay. I took the bus anyway.”

“Then let me drive you home, I want to make sure you get there safely.” You think about his offer and decide to accept it. You’ve met him a handful of times and Erwin trusts him so you felt safe enough to take him up on it.

“Great. I’m parked in a lot a few blocks down.”

Following him, side by side your hands brush against each other a few times before he tentatively wraps his larger hand around yours. Smiling to yourself you’re about to break the comfortable silence between you till you feel a few drops of water hit your face. Looking up you see it’s beginning to rain and it didn’t take long for it to begin pouring.

The two of you make a mad dash to his car. You laugh at Levi as you see him hike the back of his jacket over his head to attempt shielding himself from the downpour but it’s no use, your hood is already soaked through.

Pulling his keys out he unlocks his car and opens your door for you to duck into. When he shuts his door you’re still laughing.

“You look like a wet dog.”

“You’re one to talk.” He retorts back with a toothy grin, you admire him a moment as he combs his wet hair back. Even completely soaked from head to toe he still managed to look so handsome and distinguished.

“Sorry for getting your seats wet.” You say, warming your hands in front of the vents he turned on.

“Don’t worry about it. Here, put this on.” He reaches back and pulls out a coat he had in the back.

“Now where was this when you needed it?” You tease.

“Well, to be fair, I didn’t think I’d need it.” He puts the car in drive and begins down the street.

Doing as he said, you stripped yourself of your wet jacket and shouldered on the dry one he gave you. Pulling the collar up to warm your nose you can’t help but breathe in, letting the smell of his cologne and natural musk fill your senses. You relax further into the leather seats as you give directions to your home.

The car ride was comfortable and it’s safe to say you really like Levi and you hope he does too.

Pulling to stop, the engine still running, Levi unbuckles his seat belt as you do. You watch him walk around the front of the car to your door and open it for you again. The rain has let up a bit but is still coming down. Taking the hand he extended to you he helps you out and walks you up the steps to your front door.

“Thanks again.” “Like I said, it was no problem.” He smiles.

“Oh! Your jacket.” You go to take it off but he stops you. “Keep it. It looks good on you and besides it’ll give me a reason to see you again.”

“I’d like that.” You smile, lightly biting your lower lip with schoolgirl happiness.

As you were saying your final goodbyes you stop him before he can take the first step off your porch.

“Levi-.” He turns just when you cup his face and place a small kiss on his cheek. “I had a lot of fun today.” If you weren’t mistakened you’d think that you might have seen a slight blush dust across the short man’s face.

“I did too.”

This was really short and maybe a bit rushed but I hope you liked it anyway 

Feedback and interaction is always appreciated :3

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#valentines day #valentine’s day 2022 #valentine’s day 2022 prompts #attack on titan #attack on titan fluff #attack on titan levi #aot #aot fluff #aot levi #aot levi x reader #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #x reader #fluff

[eiseryn]

New OC :3 Her name is Artemis and her decker (hacker) name is Timberwolf as the text says. She is from/lives in Mertalline, the same city Lei is from/ lives in. She has a very black/white/silver (+grey) /blue palette and her fave colour is that bright blue you see! Personality-wise she is supposed to be cheeky and somewhat flirtatious (to certain people), quite self-confident and self-assured. She uses a laser bow (?) in battle and has a loyal battle hound (robotic wolf) with her which she has named "Orion". She really likes dogs (and wolves) because of how loyal they are :)

She likes to joke around and have as much fun as possible since life otherwise would suck! She has an older sister named Athena who is a runner (codename = Coyote), who is Artemis' first "hero". Artemis has a bit of a hero complex, believing in justice (or wanting to) and perhaps she wouldn't mind being someone's hero as well :3 She looked up to a decker named Tiger who was around the same age as her but unfortunately to her knowledge, Tiger was KIA around 8 years ago...

So yeah I'll be playing her in the next Mertalline campaign which may be a while from now.... (there are other cyberpunk COC campaigns lined up + my group has a DND campaign next) but I've been thinking about her for a while already ever since I learned I can play beastmaster in cyberpunk by playing a decker with bots. So here she is, my cyberpunk beastmaster XD I really like her design a lot -- I think she's super pretty 🥺🥺🥺

I have obtained permission from the DM that Lei and Vail's kids (those designs I made) can be canon if they live in the next Mertalline campaign which is probably the one I'll play her in. Like uhm what a minute 👁👄👁 WDYM they can be canon "if they live" like what is going to happen in Mertalline 👁👄👁 (apparently something super bad HUH) Anyways please pray for us that we play as well or better in this campaign as the last campaign I really want my babygirl Lei and her man to live 😭😭😭

Funny thing though I'm writing a prelude to Artemis' backstory and Lei appears and she might be Artemis' main doc LMAO like me not wanting my OC to die but also putting her into the plot kinda like haha oops :'D (Remember when Elise became plot relevant... yeah... Imagine if they have to save Lei the way Lei had to save Elise... wouldn't that sure be something... :') )

If she kinda resembles Nova it's cuz yes she is supposed to be "cyberpunk Nova" which means she shares similar features as Nova but I inverted some things! After all, fantasy and cyberpunk feel like polar opposites XD. The main design features is hair/eye colour -- Nova has white, Artemis has black. Nova's eyes are golden so Artemis has icy silver eyes :3 Also I totally stole Nova's Arknights outfit to kinda reuse partially for her XD work smart not hard~ They're also wolf girls in a way cuz I love wolves too much to give those up and of course the whole beastmaster aspect is a thing -- both of them having male wolf companions. They also both wield bows because I love archers. I just love them.

Another non important is that I want her to be charming and persuasive (and invest in those skills) because my former best boi (he's #2 now guess who took his place XD) Flash has been revealed to be a little suspicious. I want to know more about him and romance him using Artemis XD But it might not be possible if Flash is a corpo mole or someone more powerful/sinister 😔 I SURE CAN TRY THOUGH - THIS IS WHAT MY DM SAID TOO!

#oc #my oc #oc art #my art #original character #artemis #timberwolf #cyberpunk oc #cyberpunk coc #oc design #original character design #sketch #character design #cyberpunk character #oc lore #sorry i talk about my ocs too much #oc lore dump

[techtechonmymind]

Alright first thoughts for Golden Age! I am a firm believer that music needs time, but I want my initial thoughts.

Baggy Jeans - Damn, listening to the song by itself without the performance or music video really calls into focus the absolutely beautiful vocal work happening. So beautiful. These five sound lovely together - and so much of it is Ten’s additional presence. He just has such a bright, twangy voice that cuts straight through any time he’s in the mix. The same thing happened in SuperM’s Super One. His “baggy jeeeeeans!” is so cute lol.

Call D - Wow, some really weird instrumentation in this. Like what, a melodica? Some other weird horn/keys situation happening. I like it. Ten and Taeyong sound beautiful. I love Ten’s “Call me, I’m waiting for you.” It’s very 90s boy band haha. The pre-chorus is really beautiful.

PADO - Yeahhhhh, this song is EXCELLENT coming after Call D. They do complementary wind things. I like that the choruses have a different vocalist highlighted - first Junjun then Haechan. The jazzy vibe is awesome.

Interlude: Oasis - Chenle sounds lovely. I tend to prefer these transitional songs/intros/outros/interludes that have like… none of the neos on them lol. My username is literally Intro: Neo Got My Back haha. But I do like this one - EXCEPT, just like in the live performance, the ultra high pitched chimey/triangley synth is really, really grating. Gives me a headache.

The BAT - ahh, this is cool. I already like this song, but I think it’s placed well in the album. Yuta sounds lovely. Taeil sounds lovely, of course, but he’s not as present in this song as I thought he would be. His adlibs are wild, but if I’m not mistaken, Yuta is doing most of the vocal section in this song.

Alley Oop - this uses the kind of marching band brass section that’s kinda popular these days (industry baby-esque). It’s a song using a sports metaphor so that makes sense lol. It’s subtle though, so that’s nice. Yangyang and Taeyongie sound good together. OH MY GOD YUTA IN THE BRIDGE 🥺❤️

That’s Not Fair - Alright, first of the two new songs. Wow. Creepy! Ten??? Ten and Mark are doing well with this vibe. I love it. It’s quite theatrical - same as Baggy Jeans to some extent and Call D. This is a very consistent album - it has a lot of running themes. Sorry, I’m being annoying but Ten again cuts through so clearly. He sounds great. They all are building out the sound well, it’s cool.

Kangaroo - Yayyyyy loved this song live haha. Aw Taeil! I didn’t realize he was on this song. I think Kun covered his lines live. So I guess this song isn’t Kun and the kids haha. WEEOOWEEOO! Adorable. It’s as cute as it was, and Taeil sounds great. I kinda wish it had more Kun, though. He just fit the vibe soooo well. I can’t imagine Taeil doing this choreo lol I hope we see it someday ❤️ very cute. Such a hard shift from That’s Not Fair lmao.

Not Your Fault - (deep inhale) Here we go. Okay, I’m cheating and listening twice three times lol. I think it’s interesting that each vocalist is basically getting pretty big chunks one after another. The chorus being primarily one vocalist is interesting too. Very not-SM, but the vocalizing happening underneath is still there and it’s nice. It’s quite stripped down. Really highlights their vocals. Doyoung > Xiaojun is so beautiful. These two sound so great together. Ten and Xiaojun do kind of a weird stylized thing with one of their lines each - it caught me off-guard, but I liked it. The first time I listened, I wasn’t sure about the bridge, but I do like it. Is that Kun whose voice is sitting up a bit higher??? Yeah, I don’t see anyone else who it could be. Cool - haven’t really heard him sound like that before. Doyoung really anchors this song down.

Golden Age - Haha, this song feels weird right after such a stripped down ballad. But it’s a great closer. This is so specific, but I freaking love how they sing “jigeum uri”. Haha. You know, I think one of the incredible things about this song is that if you didn’t know NCT, I don’t think you would be able to catch that it’s 20 different people singing this song. Love the drum fill during Taeil’s section. I don’t think people gave enough credit to this song for giving Taeil the ending line - it’s what leaves the biggest impression on you.

All in all, really loved it! No song was even remotely sub-par this time. Pretty cool.

#nct #nct 2023 #golden age

[wench-and-jezebel]

Stranger Things Reaction: The Vanishing of Will Byers

Wench (@scripted-downfall) reacts: A Flashback Series

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I ain't never seen an elevator whose doors are this slow to close, I'm sorry

I mean, I guess flickering lights might interfere with elevators, but still

Oof, elevator closing wouldn't have saved him anyway.

YOUNG DUSTIN IS SO CUTE!  MY GOD, HE'S ADORABLE!  I mean, not saying anything against him nowadays but he's so adorable here!!!

Okay, I'm sorry, but, from a DM standpoint, if the players are already guessing what "surprise" monster is coming, that's kinda unfortunate.  Like, they were already bickering about whether the demogorgon were coming before Mike (I think?  idk, DM kid) played his surprise thing

The surprise was well done --- I'd've added something after "that didn't come from the troglodytes"... instead of "That came from something else" I'd've said, "That came from whatever the troglodytes were running from", but it was still well done --- but them knowing the surprise already is still iffy storytelling

They’re all so smol!?!?!? Babies

NOOO NANCY WAS SO MEAN!?  DUSTIN GOES UP ALL CUTELY AND OFFERS HER A PIZZA SLICE AND SHE SLAMS THE DOOR???? RUDE!

Dustin = current beloved of the show

Wait, hold up.  Will just crashed his bike because of a creepy thing standing in the middle of the road, and said thing (about which I'd forgotten the first time) looked like Vecna.  Were they setting this up early, or am I making this up? 

Oh, or maybe not; apparently the Demogorgon was humanoid.  I must have been mixing it up with a different creature... maybe some of the zombie dogs in Resident Evil.  I thought the demogorgon had flower-teeth-face-things... idk

So weird seeing future regulars be listed as “also starring” or something like that

Okay, Hopper looks kinda like shit

alskdjflakdfj Okay, but Will's mom getting on Johnathan is a bit uncool

Dustin continues to be adorable

Well, shit, Steve… that's an entrance

"I'm stealthy, like a ninja" aslkdjf;alksdfj BUDDY Steve, you are not 

Nancy looks so different.  Well, they all do, but still

Well, at least I'm not the only one thinking Hopper looked like hell

Wait, hold up aslkdjflakjsdf CHRISSY CARPENTER?!  Someone had a girlfriend named Chrissy C and decided to run with it

Oop- biohazard, that always goes well

NOT THE DUCT TAPE

Hello there, Eleven

She's awfully calm and trusting for someone in a lab for ages (re. her walking in without any haste whatsoever)

I find it kinda hard to believe that he could see her over that counter when she’s soooo tiny, but oh well

Them geeking out over the radio is so cute

I love Mr. Clarke so much

The Australian accents too

Hopper already done with this shit

Mike’s looking pretty damn laser-focused, just saying.  If they’re all best friends, then why is he so serious compared to the others, hmmmmm?  *cough cough* Byler *cough cough*

"After school, you are all to go home and stay there" Yeah, right.  Hopper, buddy, when does that ever work

I love Joyce so much

El is very… yellow. I'm sure her being in a yellow shirt that looks too big for her and is all ill-fitting while she doesn't look comfortable there at all has nothing to do with Mike's color being blue and Will's being yellow and her and Mike having a thing, of course not. *cough cough* Byler *cough cough*

Wait, that’s right; she’s nearly nonverbal… how tf can she talk so much/well in the s4 flashbacks?

kasjdf I love that scene… she telekinetically turns off the fan and then just goes back to her fries like it was nothing

Oh, look, the Byers’ phone is yellow

Hopper acting like the doorknob hitting the wall is conclusive; buddy, she just said she had two boys, and I’m willing to bet that door gets slammed a bunch

Oop- flickering light and broken wood

Mike’s very… impassioned… about Will’s wellbeing *cough cough* Byler *cough cough*

Oh, Ted.  *sigh*

Not Mike being very.  Concerned.  About Will. *cough cough* Byler *cough cough*

ldkflaksdf Not Steve trying and failing to sneak into Nancy's house.  Yeah, bud, you're sure as shit a ninja, mmmhmm, of course

Also.  Knowing what I know from the future.  “Steve trying and failing to sneak into Nancy’s house” is kinda really sad.  Nancy might be pissed at her parents for putting her on house arrest, but it is at least them caring about their kids, so what's it say that Steve's easily able to wander around?

Oof, this poor dude.  I remember what happens to him and he deserved betterrrr

WAIT HOLD UP Steve's actually helping her study asld;kfja;lskdjf;alkfd

alksdjf;lakjsdf not Johnathan blaming himself for Will going missing and Joyce being all "don't do tht to yourself it wasn't your fault" after ragging on him for it less than an episode ago

The yellow phone is back

Eleven!  Dun dun duuun!

Ep 1 is done!

#stranger things #stranger things reactions #reactions #episode reactions #wench (pr) #s01e01 #the vanishing of will byers #byler #sorry but it's necessary #i'm not gonna do character tagging for this reaction series #there are too many

[ihavefrogsinmybag]

Chapter 3: First Hang-out.

Seren picked up a turkey fry and munched on it while April talked.

"That's crazy!"

Seren exclaimed.

"I know right? When it happened, I was like, whaaaaaat?!"

April drawled loudly, she drug out the last word while making a funny shocked face.

Seren snorted in amusement and took a sip of their drink. They fiddled with their straw as April continued talking. She was telling them a story about some of her friends. Seren listened to her thoughtfully, just enjoying the company of their new friend.

Even though this was just a casual hangout, Seren felt lucky to be there. Due to struggling a lot socially, they didn't come by friends very often. So when April asked them if they wanted to meet up at the near by Burger Queen, of course they said yes.

The two had texted back and forth a bit, and they actually got along pretty well. So far, Seren had learned that April was into journalism, loved video games, and really liked action hero movies. Especially these two movie franchises they had never heard of, Jupiter Jim and Lou Jitsu. April had only mentioned these things briefly but Seren had a knack for noticing and remembering small details. They were usually very hyper aware of everything around them, which seems like a good thing, but it usually just got them lost in thought. It tended to make them tune out conversations and get off topic a lot... oops.

April snapped her fingers in front of Seren's face.

"Hellooo? Earth to Seren?"

Seren quickly sat up straight in their seat.

"Sorry sorry, I swear I'm listening. I have a tendency to zone out a lot."

April shook her head playfully.

"You remind me a lot of my friend, Leo. He can NOT stay on topic for the life of him. He's constantly zoning out."

Seren smiled softly, playing with their hoodie strings.

"Is that one of your friends you were telling me about, the ones that live abroad?"

April made a face like she had caught herself saying something she wasn't supposed to.

"Yeah that's one of them.."

She deflected.

"But enough about me, tell me about some of your friends back home."

Seren retracted a bit.

"Oh yeah uhm- my friends.."

April folded her arms on the table and leaned in a bit, intrigued to hear what Seren said. They tensed up a bit and twirled their hoodie string awkwardly.

"Well I- I didn't really have any."

April's look softened.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up a sore subject."

"No no, you're fine, it's not like that."

Seren sputtered,

"It's not like I didn't have friendly acquaintances or people to chat with. I just didn't have any.. "real friends", I guess?"

Seren sat back into their booth and let out a small sigh.

"I've never really been good with people.. I've always just been kinda "weird", y'know?"

April smiled empathetically; seeing as she had 4 mutant ninja turtle brothers, she was no stranger to the feeling of weird.

"Trust me, I know allllll about being the weird kid."

Seren chuckled in amusement.

"Really? You? I'd never think you'd be a weird kid."

April busted out into giggles.

"Are you kidding me? Last year I wore a wizard costume to school for Halloween and everyone made fun of me. I was the laughing stock for a week!"

Seren perked up and put their hands on the table.

"What?! That's so stupid. A wizard is an awesome Halloween costume!"

They defended.

"I know, right?! But apparently, "I'm too old for Halloween" and "Halloween is for little kids"!"

She complained in a mocking tone.

"They don't know what they're talking about. Halloween is for all ages."

Seren affirmed.

"See, you get what's up! Halloween is the stuff!"

They both laughed.

April sat back and smiled.

"Normal friends are overrated. You can be part of the April O'Neil dorky pals for life club. We're always excepting new members."

"That sounds like the club for me."

Seren jested.

The two sat in silence for a minute. Seren looked around, out the window, and watched the people passing by. It was dark outside but the city wasn't. The streets were lit up with signs and billboards. It felt very lively; it was beautiful. They enjoyed looking at the sight for a moment before turning back to look at April.

"Sorry that the conversation got a little heavy there for a second."

"Don't worry about it, I do that all the time. I guess that's just part of being a weird kid."

April reassured.

Seren let out a small snicker and grinned sofly.

"Must be."

April got up from the booth and stretched her arms.

"You ready to go?"

Seren nodded and quickly piled all of the trash onto their tray.

"I'll go throw that away. Would you mind refilling my drink?"

April asked.

Seren stood up and grabbed their cups.

"Not at all! I was gonna refill mine anyway."

"Thanks, Seren."

Seren responded with a warm smile and turned toward the soda machine.

"No problemo, new friend!"

Seren strolled over to the drink machine and April headed over to the trash can. After dumping the tray, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She looked over to Seren, who was still refilling the drinks,

and took this moment to scroll through her phones notifications.

She had a few unread messages, probably from the turtles, no doubt. She clicked on the first message, which was from Mikey.

"Good luck with your new friend!"

The message was followed by a gif of a cute cat jumping around happily. Raph and Leo had also sent her good luck texts, even though Leo's was more teasing than anything. Donnie, on the other hand, was asking for a name, photo, a date of birth, and various other ridiculous questions. April rolled her eyes at his antics and sent him a message with an annoyed emoji.

"I am not asking for their blood type Donnie🙄"

She saw Seren walking over and put her phone down. They held out a now full soda cup to her.

"Here you go."

April grabbed the cup from them.

"Thanks a ton."

She took a sip of her drink and pulled her phone up.

"You wanna take a quick pic before we go?"

Seren beamed.

"Sure!"

April held up her phone and the two scootched together. She moved her phone to where they were both in frame and put her arm over their shoulder to squeeze them closer.

"Say "new friends"!"

Seren held up a hand for the photo.

"New friends!"

April took the picture and let them go.

"Alright! Our first official friend picture."

Seren peeked over her shoulder to look at the photo.

"It came out pretty good!"

They remarked.

"I'm pretty good at taking pictures."

April jested.

She shoved her phone into her jacket pocket.

The two walked out of the restaurant and onto the sidewalk.

Seren zipped up their hoodie and pulled out their phone to check the time. 8.00 PM.

"I had a great time hanging out with you, April."

"Me too! We'll have to meet up again soon. This was a blast!"

She exclaimed.

Seren beamed with joy.

"I can't wait! Well, I have to go. See you soon!"

April smiled softly.

"Bye Seren-"

"Oh wait!"

Seren interrupted.

"I almost forgot! I brought you a gift."

They started searching through their pockets for something.

"A gift?"

April asked.

"Yup, a gift!"

Seren stated proudly as they held out their hands. In their palms layed a little pink and white plastic cat figurine.

"I noticed your phone case was a cat, and it reminded me of this little toy cat I have."

Seren explained.

April curiously took the cat from their hands and inspected it. It was small, mostly white with some pink spots, and it had a pink bow tie.

"Awww, it's so cute!"

She gushed.

"Thank you, you didn't have to do that."

Seren seemed very happy with themselves.

"I know, but usually when I make a new friend, I try to get them a small gift. It's my way of trying to start the friendship on a good note."

"That is an awesome way to start a friendship."

April complimented.

"Thank you."

Seren simpered bashfully.

They remembered what time it was and swiftly turned around.

"Okay. Gotta go, but for real this time!"

Seren joked while speed walking away and waving goodbye.

April snickered at their enthusiasm and returned the gesture.

"Bye Seren!"

April put the gift in her pocket and turned to walk home. She jogged to her apartment complex and climbed the stairs to her floor. She unlocked her door, stepped inside, and flicked the lights on. The house was quiet, which probably meant her mom was still at work. She took off her shoes and before setting her stuff down, she grabbed the broom next to the front door. She lifted it up and gently knocked on the ceiling with the handles tip.

"Hey Drax, I'm home!"

April yelled in a sing songy tone, a faint low voice replied from above.

"O'Niel, please stop doing that."

Draxum complained.

"Not a chance sheep man! Gotta make sure you're still alive up there."

April teased.

She heard an annoyed sigh, some grumbling, and footsteps walking away.

She knew she had successfully pissed him off, per usual, and triumphantly put the broom back down. She waltzed to her room and set her stuff down next to her desk. Mayhem leapt into her arms, purring and pawing at her face.

"Okay, okay, I'm happy to see you too!"

April giggled.

She sat on her bed and snuggled Mayhem before letting him go. He sauntered next to her leg and curled up against her.

April sat back and pulled out her phone. There were some new messages from her brothers. The first one she clicked on was from Leo in the group chat.

"Soooo..How did it go??"

April sent the picture her and Seren had taken together. Then she remembered about the cat toy and quickly grabbed it from her pocket to take a picture of it. She sent the two photos along with a text message.

"It was great. They're super cool. We ate at Burger Queen and talked for like an hour straight. And look at this adorable little cat toy they gave me!"

Leos' reply was almost instant,

"How fancy 🤌🤌"

Then Mikey.

"Awww look at how cute that little guy is!"

Then Raph.

"Glad you had fun April!"

And finally, Donnie.

"Will be looking up more about them now that I have this picture."

She sighed in amusement and put down her phone to get ready for bed.

#rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt mikey #dostarsandturtlesmix #fanfic #rottmnt april #rottmnt au #rottmnt oc #writing

[getmemymicroscope]

I'm sorta mad it took me so long to figure out the daughter twist. I will admit, they did a good job with "out of sight, out of mind" by just doing so much after that opening sequence that you sorta miss the forest for the actual forest. It was just a bit before the climax before I realized "wait, no one else has so much as looked at her," and that sorta made me realize who she was. (I had earlier caught that she sorta wandered off and then suddenly appeared in a chair in the office - I chalked it up to 'continuity error,' since that seems very common, but now I know better.) That scene, though, when he finds the mask and officially drives the truth home ... chills.

I am a little confused about the ages of everyone - Rona was in school with so therefore is the same age as "Sanju," who is/was the same age as Sanju, who is the same age as Panna, and yet she seems like much younger than Rona. I don't know, it's a bit confusing. The whole thing was for a bit, until you realize that in typical movie fashion, everyone/everything is related - there are no "oh, oops" characters, and everyone they show has some sort of relationship to that past event (or, like her actual fiance, is completely irrelevant to the story).

The 'O Fakeera' song (the bits I did understand, since it appeared to be mostly in Kannada) was pretty catchy - sorta like an upbeat version, lyrically, of whatever iconic music played during the helicopter scene (and many, many other scenes) of Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham. Of course, not knowing much of anything about Kannada films, it was highly disappointing when I realized "oh wait, that isn't Sudeep" and had to wait a bit longer for him to enter the story.

Poor Panna is never going to trust anyone ever again.

There's some ridiculous, over-the-top bits (he literally tosses the rope to an unsuspecting man and jumps into a well - any sane person would've made sure the other guy was ready and holding onto the rope before jumping); and the whole "family line ended" is a bit much when apparently 3 of the 5 actually survived; and who the hell did the dad get mad at and banish in front of the mom if their kid was ... well, in a well; and the random side-story with Moose and Eknath was kinda random (but I guess they needed a red herring of some sort) - but, all in all, this wasn't bad. Admittedly, it did drag for a bit (everything with Jacqueline Fernandez, for example), and the beginning bit with those kids seems irrelevant as well, but once the story gets going (which, admittedly, takes a while), it's pretty fun fare overall.

#movies #movieblr #gmmm does movies

[bxcketbarnes]

Assassination to Soulmates

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Soulmate AU)

Words: 4200+

Author’s Note: I see a lot of soulmate type pov’s on tik tok and decided to write one of my own, and here it is. I did not expect it to be so long... oops. Uh, I really hope you enjoy it! Lemme know what you think, okay? I love feedback xox

"Mr. Pierce says that he needs to be eliminated," you hear a gruff voice say, and your brows furrow together, halting your footsteps.

You peek your head around the corner of the dark alleyway, seeing two men with guns in their hands and another man kneeling on the pavement.

"Well, we shouldn't be doing it right here," the other guy suggests and turns his head towards you. You quietly gasp and shuffle out of view before they could see you, feeling your heart pounding against your chest. "There could be eyes anywhere and then we'll get out asses chewed out."

"It's almost midnight, dude. There's no one out right now. C’mon, just fucking do it so I can go home."

You peek around the corner once more in time to see one of the men lift his gun before shooting the civilian in the head. Your eyes widen and a louder gasp leaves your throat, gaining the attention of the two gunmen.

"Goddamnit, I told you!" One of the men shouts and you start booking it down the street.

You start to hyperventilate as you can hear the footsteps running after you. A few gunshots are heard and you duck your head before running down a side street.

Fuck fuck fuck. You curse to yourself as you desperately try to find somewhere to hide. You eye the dumpster warily, not exactly wanting to jump into it but there's no way you're outrunning these guys.

You quickly throw the dumpster lid up and jump inside, resisting the urge to gag as you quietly close it afterward. You hold your breath as you hear the footsteps become louder, huffing and puffing leaving the men's lips.

"Goddamnit. She got away," one of them states and you chew on your lip, keeping your breathing steady.

"Not for long. We'll send him after her. Pierce will know what to do. C'mon," the other mentions and you wait a bit longer as their footsteps grow quieter.

You sit in the dumpster for what feels like forever before deciding to finally leave. Your heart beats quickly against your chest as you constantly look over your shoulder during your walk home.

Who were they?

Who's Pierce?

Are they in a gang?

What did they mean by sending him after you? Who were they talking about?

Why did they kill that man?

So many questions go through your head as you shakily unlock your apartment door, slipping inside the dark space. You let out a deep breath and rest your head against the wooden object, feeling like you're going to vomit.

You lock your door behind you, deciding that you're not going to leave for a bit before things cool down.

It's been almost a week since the night you witnessed a murder. Almost a week you've been hiding out in your apartment, too scared to leave for anything. Your anxiety has heightened since that night and you find yourself pacing in your bedroom multiple times a day.

A sigh leaves your lips and runs a hand through your hair, deciding to take a bath to ease your mind. You strip yourself out of your night clothes before walking into the bathroom, turning the faucet on.

You wait a few minutes for the water to fill up, staring at the clearness as that night flashes through your memory. You shake your head before letting out another sigh, needing to get your mind off the horrible event.

You grab a bath bomb from under your sink and remove the plastic wrapping before dropping it into the tub. You step in and lower yourself into the steaming hot water, your hands gripping the edge of the tub so hard your knuckles are white.

"I can't live in fear forever," you say to yourself while sinking further into the water. You calm your nerves for almost an hour when your door opening catches your attention.

You quietly try to get out of the tub, leaving the water in it, and grab a towel from the rack beside you. You press your lips together as you tightly wrap the fluffy material around you, securing it before walking closer to the closed door.

Something crashes from the other room and your breath hitches in your throat, causing you to stumble into the shelving unit beside you. You wince as a few things get knocked off the shelf and you quickly turn the light off before hiding in the corner.

You suppress a scream when the bathroom door gets kicked open, the wooden structure coming off the hinges completely. What the fuck. Your eyes look towards the man who walks into the room, his long hair and the mask he's wearing covering his face.

You swallow the lump in your throat as your eyes come into contact with the metal arm he's repping. Who is this guy? You think to yourself as he walks farther into the room.

Taking a deep breath, you quietly sneak your way towards the open doorway without having the strange man notice you. A gasp leaves your lips as he turns around immediately, seeing his steel-blue eyes reflecting off the moonlight.

You quickly make a run for it, not making it very far as the man easily catches up. You go to open your front door when he slams you against it. A groan escapes your lips and you glance over your shoulder to see him raising his fist. You dodge his fist, crouching a bit as the metal fist bursts through the door.

Your heart pounds against your chest as he suddenly wraps his hand around your throat. Eyes widening in fear, you start to pry his metal hand off of you. You're gasping for air as his grip tightens and your eyesight begins to grow fuzzy. "P-Please…" you plead as best as you could, looking into the eyes of the man in front of you. "I-I won't say anything I swear. I'll move to a different country if I have to."

The man doesn't lighten his grip and you're sure that you're going to die here. Black dots begin to fill your vision as your struggling dies down. Your window shatters and the man gripping your throat suddenly lets go of you.

You fall to the floor, taking in deep breaths as you attempt to crawl away. You look towards your shattered window to see Captain America standing in your living room, relief filling your body as the two men begin to fight.

It doesn't take long before the metal-armed man jumps out the window, but not before looking back at you one more time. You cough a bit, gathering your oxygen back as your eyes begin to finally focus.

"You okay, Miss?" The Captain asks you while kneeling beside you.

You nod your head a bit before looking up at the man. "T-Thank you," you choke out and rest your head against the floor.

Captain America gently moves your head to look at your neck, seeing the skin already bruising. "Why was he after you?" He questions with a furrow on his brows.

You slowly sit up, letting out another cough as you rest your back against the wall. "I witnessed two people kill someone," you inform him and a hum leaves his lips.

"I'm Steve," he introduces while holding his right hand out for you to shake.

"Y/N," you tell him and raise your left arm to shake his hand, his blue eyes drifting towards the birthmark on your arm.

Steve tilts his head before looking up at you through your lashes. "Interesting mark," he mumbles and your cheeks flush, pulling your arm away from him. "My friend, Bucky… he used to have one just like it."

Your heart breaks at the past tense he uses, your eyes casting down to the unique shape on your arm. "Used? He- Is he dead?" You ask softly and Steve nods his head.

"It's strange though since he was born in 1917," Steve mentions and a short groan leaves your lips. Of course.

"Only I would have a soulmate that's not from this day and age," you sigh while subconsciously rubbing the mark. "I've kinda got used to the fact that I'll be alone, so I guess it's not so bad."

Steve frowns and lays a hand on top of yours. "You'll find someone. Whether it be your soulmate or not. Maybe there's another out there that has the same mark."

You nod your head, not wanting to talk about it and Steve moves to stand up. "Steve?" You ask and look up at him, gaining his attention. "What am I supposed to do? I-I can't stay here."

He smiles kindly at you and holds his hand out for you to take. "C'mon, I know a place where you can stay," he mentions and your lips part slightly and you grab a hold of his hand.

-

"So, this Winter Soldier is after her? Damn, he's got a lot of contracts," Sam mentions as you, him, Natasha, and Steve sit at the table.

Steve brought you to Sam's place, informing you that you can trust him to keep you safe. You fiddle with your fingers as you listen to their conversation, not making any attempt to say anything.

"Y/N?" Steve asks and you snap your head up, looking towards the man. "The three of us are going to leave. We've got some stuff to do, but please stay inside and out of sight, okay?"

You gulp and nod your head, mumbling your thanks to Sam. The man smiles gently and waves his hand. "It's no problem. A friend of Steve's is a friend of mine. I'm glad to help," he tells you and you smile in reply.

Steve pats your shoulder, mumbling to you that it'll be alright before the three of them walk out the door. You wait a few minutes before standing up from your chair, walking towards the window to see if everything is clear.

A deep breath comes from your lips as you think how stupid this plan is, but you couldn't get Steve's friend he mentioned out of your head. You recall the blonde mentioning that Bucky was alongside him in the war before he fell from a train in Germany, so you decided to sneak to the museum to see if they have anything on him.

You grab one of Sam's hoodies that sits on the edge of the couch, quickly putting it on before walking out the front door. You shove your hands into the hoodie pocket while lowering yourself into the cab, telling the driver to bring you to the museum.

You pay the driver once you get to your destination before heading inside. You walk around the Smithsonian, taking in brief information as you suddenly find Bucky's memorial. You see a picture of him and Steve together, smiles on both of your faces, and your chest clenches.

He's cute. You think to yourself as you frown, seeing a full-body photo of the man and notice the unique birthmark on his left arm. You bring your hand to your mark, gently rubbing it as you silently wish you could've met him.

You've always been confused by the whole soulmate's thing. You've never heard about two people who lived in different generations having the same mark. It made you curious for sure, but you didn't know any expert on the matter.

You leave the Smithsonian after almost an hour when you hear screams in the distance. You throw your hood up, not wanting anyone who works with those two men to recognize you as your feet take you closer to the chaos.

You're hiding behind a few cars that have been knocked over and your breath hitches in your throat upon seeing the Winter Soldier and Steve fighting. You watch as Steve throws the soldier over his shoulder, noticing that his mask fell off in the middle of it.

Steve's eyes widen as the man slowly turns to face him and your eyes begin to widen as well. How's that… "Bucky?" He asks and the brunette tilts his head a bit.

"Who the hell is Bucky?" The Winter Soldier asks before going to raise his gun when Sam comes flying in, kicking him in the back.

You quickly leave the scene as Steve gets arrested by S.H.I.E.L.D., noticing Bucky walking down an alleyway and you stupidly decide to follow him. You keep your head down slightly as the two of you walk farther into the alley, trying to gather the courage to yell out to the man.

Your brows furrow together when you look back up to see the Winter Soldier disappeared. "What the-" you mumble and quickly turn around, finding yourself alone. You turn back around and let out a gasp as the soldier now stands in front of you.

His metal arm wraps around your throat once more, pressing you against the brick wall. "Who are you?" He asks and your eyes stare into his.

"I'm Y/N," you whisper and Bucky pulls out a knife. You panic slightly and grab a hold of his wrist, stopping him from stabbing you.

Flashes of the two of you together flood your minds, your chest rapidly rising and falling. Another gasp leaves your lips as the flashes fade and tears come to your eyes. The soldier suddenly lets go of you and stumbles back, a look of confusion on his face.

"What was that? What did you do?" He asks and you can hear the agitation in his voice.

"I-I didn't do anything," you stutter and place your hands up in defense. You swallow thickly and push the sleeve upon your arm, revealing the birthmark etched in your skin. "Do you… do you recognize this at all?"

Bucky's blue eyes dart down to your forearm, seeing the unique mark before furrowing his brows. He gently brings his hand to your arm, feeling his fingertips glide over your warm skin.

Before he has the chance to say anything a blunt force meets the side of your head, knocking you out instantly. Bucky manages to catch you before you fall, glancing to his left to see two agents standing beside him.

"Pierce needs you. Bring her too. He'll want to see her," he states before walking away.

-

You jolt awake when someone throws a cold bucket of water onto you, a yelp leaving your lips as you shake your head. "What-" you cut yourself off as you try to move your limbs only to find them restrained. You look around the room, seeing about five other agents standing around along with a few scientists.

Blue eyes meet yours and your breath hitches in your throat, seeing Bucky sitting in the chair across from you. "Buck-" you start but get cut off by the man beside you, your cheek stinging by the slap you received.

"Not a word," the man growls and you swallow the lump in your throat, nodding your head in reply.

The Winter Soldier stares off as the scientists work on his arm, looking to be lost in his mind. You jump when Bucky suddenly swings his metal arm, sending the scientist that's working on it across the room.

The guards raise their guns, aiming them at the man and you start to worry that they might kill him. Your cheat heaves rapidly as you keep your eyes on him, hearing the door to whatever room we're in opening before closing once more.

"Mission report," an older gentleman demands and you tear your eyes away from Bucky. "Oh, and a familiar face. A job you couldn't finish I see."

Bucky goes to move out of his seat when the older man walks towards me only to have two agents hold him back. You try to pry your hands from the restraints, wanting nothing more to be out of this place.

A gasp leaves your lips when the man slaps you in the same spot as the last slap you received. Tears spill from your eyes as the stinging almost becomes unbearable. "Leave her alone," Bucky suddenly says, causing the man in front of you to whirl his head around.

"Interesting," he goes and looks between the two of you, a smirk on his lips. "Now, what would be the reason why our asset would suddenly want to protect you?"

"Mr. Pierce," an agent pipes up causing the blonde to look towards the man standing beside you. The agent lifts your sleeve to reveal the birthmark on your arm. "We believe that they're somehow soulmates."

Pierce clicks his tongue before letting out a laugh. "That is interesting indeed, isn't it? I'll get to you later," he tells you and turns to face Bucky. "Mission report, now."

Bucky's eyes stay on yours and you can see a tinge of softness in them when Pierce crouches in front of him slightly. You jump once again when the older man backhands Bucky, the soldier whipping his head a bit before furrowing his brows.

"The man on the bridge," he mumbles and looks towards Pierce, "who was he?"

"You met him earlier this week on another assignment," Pierce tells him and Bucky's eyes dart towards yours.

"I knew him."

Pierce grabs the stool beside him before sitting down onto it. "Your work has been a gift to mankind. You shaped the century, and I need you to do it one more time. Society is at a tipping point between order and chaos, and tomorrow morning we're going to give it a push. But, if you don't do your part, I can't do mine. And HYDRA can't give the world the freedom it deserves," he explains to the soldier.

"But, I knew him," Bucky states once more before pressing his lips together. You can practically see his brain putting the pieces together about Steve and you're feeling relieved. Bucky looks back towards you once again, seeing an unreadable emotion in his blue eyes. "And she's my soulmate."

Pierce lets out a sigh and stands up from the stool, telling the scientist beside him to prep Bucky. "He's been out of cryo freeze too long," the man in the lab coat explains as your heart begins to pound in your chest.

"Then wipe him and start over."

"W-Wait," you whisper to yourself as the two scientists lean him back in the chair. Bucky places the mouth guard into his mouth when his eyes meet yours. His chest heaves quickly when he gets locked into place, his head leaning back as the electrode machine begins to descend onto his face. "Stop!"

You thrash in your chair as Bucky's muffled screams echo off the walls. Tears stream down your face as you squeeze your eyes shut, not being able to watch what's happening to him.

"What do we do with her?" An agent asks the older man and you can feel his eyes on you.

"Wait until he's done and then have him kill her," Pierce orders before walking out of the room.

A couple of the agents undo your restraints and lift you from your chair. You thrash and kick amongst their grasp, doing everything you can to get out of their death grip. Screams leave your lips as you look back towards Bucky, his screams stopping as the scientists finish the mind wipe.

"Bucky, please!" You desperately call for help as the two men throw you into a concrete room before shutting the door.

You pant heavily as you back up against the corner of the room, running a hand through your hair. You can faintly hear them ordering him around on the other side of the door and you look up at the ceiling, feeling like that’ll be the place you'll die in.

The door bursts open and you jump, cowering against the wall as Bucky walks into the room. His blue eyes are stone cold as he waltz's over to you before wrapping his hand around your throat for the third time.

"Bucky," you plead, your hand resting on his chest and you frown when the flashes don't play through your mind again. Your lip trembles and you gasp for air when his hand squeezes.

You slowly bring your hand to his face, gently stroking his cheek as you begin to grow dizzy. Memories from the first time you met the Winter Soldier plays through your head as you slowly lose oxygen.

Bucky releases you and you slump to the ground, growing unconscious as the brunette looks down at you. He can still feel your hand on his face as he glances over his shoulder.

I'm getting you out of here. He suddenly thinks to himself while coming up with a plan.

-

Bucky drags his fingertips up to your spine as you sleep peacefully, his lips peppering light kisses along your arm. A soft knock on the door makes the man glance over his shoulder to see Steve leaning against the frame of it.

"How is she?" He asks while crossing his arms over his chest.

"She's good. No major injuries which are good," Bucky sighs while slowly removing himself from the bed, making sure not to wake you.

The two men walk out of the room you and Bucky share, the ex-Winter Soldier looking back at you once more before quietly shutting the door. "How are you feeling? With all of this?" Steve asks, causing Bucky's brows to furrow.

"What do you mean?"

A slight laugh comes from Steve as the blonde looks towards him. "The whole Soulmate thing. Is it going well?" He clarifies.

"Oh, uh, yeah. It's going great. Other than the times that I tried to kill her when we first met, I'd say we're doing well," he explains and scratches at his jaw.

Bucky and Steve sit at the table in the main area, seeing some of the others watching whatever's playing on the television. "Do you still think about it? The time you two first met?" Steve mentions and Bucky sighs before nodding his head in response. "You know that it's been four years, right?"

"Doesn't stop me from thinking about it, Steve. Hell, I still think about the people I've wronged as the Winter Soldier," Bucky comments with a sigh, leaning his chin against the palm of his hand.

"Did she tell you what she did when she first heard about you?" Steve asks and Bucky furrows his brow before shaking his head. "It was right after you jumped out the window of her apartment. I noticed the mark on her arm and mentioned that you used to have a similar mark on your arm back in the day."

Steve notices you walk into the living area and you press your finger to your lips, silently telling him to not say anything.

"So, Y/N told me this a few years later but when I brought her to Sam's place to keep her safe… she snuck out to go to the Smithsonian to learn more about you. She thought you died in the war, and well, so did I obviously."

Bucky's heart flutters a bit at the story he's telling, fiddling with his fingers. "I just… I don't know how she feels about everything, you know? Like, we've never really actually talked about it," he sighs and you frown from behind him.

You drape your arms over his shoulder, causing the older man to jump in his chair before whipping his head back. "Hi, Buck," you whisper and feel him relax at the sound of your voice.

Bucky rests his flesh hand on top of yours and squeezes gently. "Hey. How long have you been standing there?" He asks and you chuckle in response, placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Long enough to know that you don't know how I feel," you inform him and Bucky's heart stops, not wanting you to find out this way. "Why don't we go talk?"

Your soulmate nods his head and stands up from the chair he's sitting in. You lace your fingers together and lead him back to your shared bedroom. Once inside the room, Bucky sits down on the edge of the bed and you climb onto his lap.

"What's going on inside that pretty head of yours?" You softly ask while running your hands through his now short hair.

Bucky's hands rest on your hips, gripping the soft flesh every few seconds as he takes a deep breath. "Do you ever wish that you had someone… normal? Someone who's not a murderer?" He questions and you shake your head immediately. "You didn't even think about it."

"I didn't have to. Bucky, I don't care if you used to be the Winter Soldier and that you once almost tried to kill me. That wasn't you. You were being brainwashed by a horrible group of people," you explain to him and his blue eyes soften at your words. You smile at him before leaning in to kiss his lips. "I love you in every way possible. You're funny, kind, dorky. Everything a girl could ever ask for. So, please, stop worrying about me."

"God, you're incredible. How did I get so lucky?" Bucky asks with a slight laugh, hiding his face in your neck.

Giggles leave your lips as you card your fingers through his hair, pressing gentle kisses to the side of his head. "We all need someone to keep us grounded. I'm just glad I got you."

-

Taglist: @jessalyn-jpeg​ @bumblebet-20​ @queen-of-mischief​

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[kieraelieson]

In which Virgil has taken lessons on how to demand affection: Part Four, Remus.

Virgil Roman Patton Logan Janus

Warning for Remus-y metaphors relating to gore and indirect references to less than sfw things.

Remus had barely realized someone was in the room when Virgil had yelled “Remus! Affection!” Almost exactly the same as he had when they’d been kids. Though back then he hadn’t used words like affection, he’d grin and fling his arms out and call for a hug, or a spin, or a squish, or whatever he wanted.

Remus wasn’t one for nostalgia most of the time. He lived in the present, and loved or hated it as the situation presented itself. But in that moment it had swamped him entirely.

He’d hugged Virgil tight. “Haven’t seen you in ages, Stormy!”

But after that, Virgil had gone upstairs again. It made sense, he lived there now. But still.

And then other light sides had come down, oddly enough also asking for hugs. But. If they were coming down. Remus could go up.

— — —

But there was one person he obviously had to go to first.

Remus burst in the door as quietly as he could, which basically meant it didn’t bang too hard on the wall, and he flipped himself across Janus’s lap, knocking over a bottle of oily liquid.

Janus, used to his sudden and often riotous entrances, ignored the spilled liquid other than to sigh at the bottle and vanish it so it couldn’t spill any more. “Hello, Remus.”

Remus wiggled into a comfier position and grinned. “I wanted to spend time with you, do the whole ‘Affection!’ thing.”

Janus smiled back, and then a little spark of mischief gleamed in his eyes. He set a gloved hand on Remus’s face. Licking his hand didn’t do much when he had his gloves on, so Remus made a grab for the edge of the glove. Janus swatted his hand away, a playful grin growing on his face.

Remus knew to be careful and not let things get to the blood drawn level, but he loved this game, and soon he and Janus were tumbling off the bed, nearly wrestling.

— — —

Now that Janus was sound asleep, successfully exhausted and not paying attention anymore, Remus snuck out and went upstairs.

Obviously he knew who he wanted first.

He also knew he had to be a little sneaky. If he burst the door open up here, he’d be swarmed by angry sides, and… that might actually be fun. No. First came Virgil, then came angry sides.

He tried the handle, a bit surprised it wasn’t locked.

Virgil let out a little shriek when he saw someone entering. He always did get real antsy late at night.

Virgil scrambled for the light, and when it turned on he looked very pale. Oops. “Remus!”

Remus tried a wild grin.

Virgil threw a pillow at his head. “What are you doing in here?! You’re awful, you scared me! You— how are you up here?”

Remus shrugged. His energy and craze had abandoned him, probably mostly used up wrestling with Janus earlier, but still, traitorous. He was feeling, ugh, normal emotions. “I missed you too.”

Virgil blinked, several emotions Remus didn’t bother to try decoding crossing his face. Finally he looked down at his bed and patted beside him. “If you’re mostly clean you can share.”

There came that nostalgia feeling again. Remus hated it, it always made him feel like a piece of him had been ripped out all over again. And at the same time, he felt an intense longing.

Soon he had a double armful of spiderchild again. It was going to hurt more than a bucketful of his own guts when he had to leave.

— — —

Remus plopped himself in the middle of the couch in the living room. Virgil liked to sleep in, and as much as Remus wanted to stay and hold shadowling, he knew he would have less of the feelings that hurt if he didn’t have to see Virgil watching him leave. Letting him leave.

“Remus?” Logan asked curiously. “What are you doing here?”

Double damn that it was him first. Roman would have screamed and he could have dealt with all three sides at once.

Remus wiggled suggestively. “I’m here for affection~”

Logan’s nose wrinkled and he rolled his eyes, walking away. But after three steps he stopped.

“I would not be willing to provide what you’re insinuating,” Logan said. “But if your request is genuine, I would be willing to negotiate a way in which I can fulfill it.”

Remus blinked. Really? Even after Roman and Patton both had come for hugs out of the blue, he’d never suspected any of them would be willing to give affection to him, especially not to negotiate it.

Logan turned back to him, a bit cautious, but seeming to be sincere.

Remus’s brain spun the wheel of ‘goody-two-shoes approved but still kinda fun activities’, and landed on one. “What if we made slime and dyed it red and brown until it looks like congealed blood.”

Logan nodded slowly, considering. “Provided you assist in cleanup after, I would be willing to participate in that.”

Remus was still more than a little stunned, and his answering smile was barely even crazy.

— — —

As he had previously predicted, the moment Roman saw Remus, probably especially since he was next to Logan and they both had red slime at least up to their elbows, Roman screamed.

“What happened?!!”

Logan winced at the loud yell. It was a good thing Virgil’s room was soundproof or he would definitely be racing down here in a panic.

“Roman, please, it is far too early for such noise. Remus asked if I would make slime with him and I agreed.”

“It’s… slime?” Roman asked, nearly breathless, a sword having summoned into his hand and now clattering to the floor.

“Wanna join?” Remus offered, holding his slime filled hand above his head so it would drip in his hair and down his face like a headwound.

Roman took a few more seconds to just stare and breathe heavily. “I guess,” he said finally.

Roman was more fun than Logan, cause he was more willing to pretend the slime was blood, and when Remus threw a handful at his chest, he fell back with a groan, bemoaning his death at the traitorous hands of his evil brother. Remus climbed onto the table to gloat, covered in the blood of his enemies, at having finally made the ultimate betrayal. The kingdom would now be his!

— — —

He had to go back downstairs now. Janus and Virgil would wake up anytime, and he’d already helped clean up the red that had gone everywhere.

It had been… fun. He wouldn’t like to hold himself back so far all the time, but he could see why Virgil stayed up here.

“Well, I’ll get out of your hair,” he said to Patton, who’d followed him to the door. The awful sappy painful emotions were starting already. He just wanted them done with. He’d drown himself in the imagination. Fire and blood and sex and insanity.

“You know, especially if you give us a little heads up first, we’d be happy to have you visit again,” Patton said, his voice serious, genuine, not overly happy in his polite lies.

Remus wasn’t standing on the ground anymore, it had fallen out from under him. He reached out, and Patton caught him in a tight hug before he could float away.

There were tears on his face, catching in his mustache.

“I’m sorry…” Patton said, holding him tight and safe.

Remus clung to him.

— — —

I won’t bother you now, you have plans. But if those plans are ever R-rated, you know where to find me.

—Remus

Thomas looked over the note several times. Maybe… sometime, he could look back over his list of video games. Pick one he usually wouldn’t.

#my own work #sanders sides #virgil sanders #roman sanders #Logan sanders #Remus sanders #Patton sanders #Janus sanders #character!thomas #The spacing may be weird. I wrote it in two places and then copy pasted into tumblr

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Merry and Pippin Domestic Life • Headcanons

(Gif not mine)

Request: Ma’am I humbly beg you for Merry and/or Pippin domestic headcanons please and thank you 🙏🙏❤️ -- @bisexualbumblebeeblogs

Warnings: I guess you can consider that you’re married, but I don’t really specify that? It’s just like the two of you live together and are all domestic, I tried to (like always) keep this as gender neutral and inclusive as possible!, mentions of food and eating and alcohol (though you would all be of age)

A.N: oops I did both lmao, I just love them both, I have more Merry and Pippin works on their way!

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Meriadoc Brandybuck

He is one sweet hobbit in my opinion

Like he’ll hand you some pretty flowers one day and you’re all like

“Alright, Meriadoc, whose garden did you steal these from?”

“No one’s, dear! I can’t just pick some flowers for the hobbit I love--”

The look you’d fucking give him as he flushes bright red

But it’s paired wonderfully with that shit eating grin he always has on when he pulls some trick on the inhabitants of the Shire

So yeah

Sweet, but still mischievous as fuck 

Brings you to the Green Dragon all the time 

And when you, Merry, and Pippin aren’t singing your little hearts out on the table tops, Merry is spinning you around and dancing with you

Just loves watching you twirl

Loves how in the morning you make sure the buttons of his waistcoat are done properly and how you run your fingers over the material

okokok, this doesn’t seem like a big deal, but like, Merry lets you pick the color for the door to your shared hobbit hole

Merry is a great cook

And I mean it

He can spend hours in the kitchen or in the market buying ingredients 

Merry definitely learns how to make your favorite dishes and he has countless recipes from his family 

If you like to create things he will 100% put them around the house to show off

I feel like he’s a tip of the nose kisser

Like just soft kisses on the tip of your nose throughout the day 

And that he would have his arm thrown across your shoulder when out and about 

Always tries to make you laugh

“Merry, my love, you’re an idiot!” You’d laugh after he’s done something beyond stupid

“Yes, (Y/n) dear, but I’m your idiot!”

And he’s completely right

Merry would be one of those people that would flirt with you in public even after you’re a couple, like constant winks and cheesy pick-up lines 

All of the hobbits are cottagecore as fuck and I wish I was them lmao

Peregrin Took

Pippin is......Pippin

He’s so sweet and caring

And kinda oblivious

Calls you honey or pumpkin because he finds them delectable and appropriate for the one he loves

You know that dorky scarf he wears in the films?

Yeah that’s yours now

You always steal it when you’re a bit cold and the tips of his ears go bright pink when he sees you wearing it

“You’re adorable, Pip!”

Is big on just being around you all the time

Whether it’s cuddling by the fire or holding your hand in the Green Dragon, he just eats that shit up

Pippin blushes easily and you exploit this fact so fucking hard 

“(Y/n)! You’re making me go all red!” He’d whine

“And you’re so cute like that Pip! I swear!”

The two of you have a little garden so he and Merry don’t have to keep going to Farmer Maggot’s to steal crops

(Though he still does it anyway)

Loves singing and dancing a whole lot

So you guys create your own drinking songs and songs to perform at parties

This hobbit is a complete menace 

So please do not trust him alone in a kitchen 

Pippin simply can’t handle that 

His eyes go wide when you call him Peregrin 

Loves taking you on walks through the Shire 

Falling asleep by the river or near the Party Tree

Kisses on the cheeks is super big

He might be a handful, but he is just lovely to be around every single day

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[libraryofloveletters]

Love Delivered To Your Doorstep

Evan Buckley x Reader

Warnings: fem!reader, mentions of cheating, break ups and killing/serial killers. (<in a joking context) 

Category: fluff for the most part. 

Word Count: 3.9k

Author’s Note: Doesn’t follow canon, it has a little of buck begins in there but it doesn't follow a strict timeline. It also is written like Buck moves to LA and has his apartment from the moment he moves there while trying to figure out what he wants to do. 

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Texting and calling was never your choice method of communication. 

Letters had always been more of your thing. 

Truthfully, they hadn't been your thing until your boyfriend moved halfway across the country for university. The two of you met in high school, freshman year and became inseparable since. Growing together and promising to always love each other no matter what -you always knew that couldn't be true but it never stopped you from telling him. 

When he told you that he was going to be applying to UCLA during your senior year of high school, it came as a bit of a shock to you. The plan was always going to college together, get engaged when you were done school and then married with a house by 30. 

You held out the hope of that being possible until the day he showed you his acceptance letter. 

You were incredibly proud of him but it was real now, he was leaving. 

You watched him pack up his entire life and uproot himself from New York and moved across the country. You sent the first letter to him at what was supposed to be his apartment. 

September 30th.

‘Hi baby! 

Just writing to see how you're settling in. How’s UCLA ? Have you gotten a chance to go around and get to see the place ? I know you’re there for school but you've got to live a little too. Hope your neighbours are sweet, your mom told me it’s a pretty nice place and it’s got a good view, sounds like your type of place. Hopefully I can come visit you soon. 

I started my classes last week. My chem professor is a pain in my ass already, he expects us to read an entire textbook in a week - well not exactly an entire textbook but you get the point. My biology professor is a sweetheart, she showed us pictures of her kids and talked about them for an hour, I didn't realize being a mother was so interesting but she was cool. Also showed us a video of an appendectomy that one of her colleagues performed last week. How are your classes and professors ? 

Did I mention I bumped into Sam at the grocery store ? Yeah, he’s back and he’s not fine to tell you the truth. He seemed like he was ready to snap but that might just be my judgment. He said to tell you hello if I spoke to you so- hello :) 

I’m going to sign off here, I know this one is short but I don’t have much to update you on. Life’s been pretty dull without you. Hope you’re having fun out there, soaking up the sun for me.

Write me back soon, I love you. 

Yours always, y/n’

You mailed the letter the next day, a few weeks had passed before you received a letter back. Except this letter had a different sender name but the same address.

October 22nd. 

‘Hi y/n,

This isn't your boyfriend. (I'm assuming that’s who you're writing too based on the context of the letter) I’m Evan, I live in the apartment you thought belonged to your boyfriend or maybe you got the address wrong, I’m not sure.  I know you were waiting for an update on all these exciting things that are happening at UCLA. I do not go to UCLA nor can I update you in anything exciting that’s happening there, sorry.

Anyways, the reason I'm writing you back is because I figured you’d want to know that this isn't the correct address and the person you were looking for isn't here before you send another letter and get no response. I was debating if I should have even written you back, but here I am, writing you back. 

Your professor for chem seems like an ass to be honest (hope that’s not rude) and your biology professor sounds great, is she hot by the way ? because bonus points for that. Anyways, are you studying medicine ? I'm guessing yes because of the classes you're taking. I'm thinking of signing up to become a first responder but I haven’t decided yet on what yet or if I'm actually going to do it. Anyways, good luck on your classes and the shitty chem professor. 

Hope you find your boyfriend (again, assuming) 

Peace out, 

Evan.’

To say you were shocked would be an understatement. How could the letter you sent to your boyfriend’s apartment belong to someone else ? Why was there someone else living in his apartment ? You dug through your apartment, searching for the paper he left you with the address, you finally found it buried in a drawer.

The address on the paper was identical to the one that Evan sent to you and to the one you sent prior to that. Either your boyfriend was lying or you were losing your mind. 

November 4th. 

‘Dear Evan, 

I'm sorry that I sent the first letter to you and as you guessed, I was looking for my boyfriend who seems to be a bit MIA right now. His mother says that’s the right address and the place that she helped him move into. So I'm not really sure what’s happening there. Anyways, sorry for unloading all of that on you. 

To answer your question, yes, I am studying medicine and no, she isn't hot. My bio professor is a 65 year old woman who loves her college aged kids very much. If that’s your definition of hot, then yes - she's got milf status

Have you decided yet if you’re going to sign up to be a first responder ? That’d be pretty cool. Imagine all the girls swoon over you and how many girls you’d pick up just for being a paramedic or a firefighter. 

Wait, are you into girls ? Or guys ? You know, whoever you're into, just imagine how many of them you’d pick up. 

Also, you’re not a murderer or anything right ? because I rather not answer questions when the police come asking about why I've been sending letters to a serial killer. 

Anyways, signing off for now. 

Yours always, y/n. 

ps. if you do end up bumping into or meeting a guy that looks like my boyfriend, (tall, brown hair, brown eyes. he’s got a pierced ear and a little butterfly tattoo by his collarbone- though not sure why or how you'd see his collarbone) let me know or tell him that his girlfriend is looking for him.

Double ps, what size shirt do you wear ?’

Buck laughed at your absurd question. A person he didn’t even know was asking what size shirt he wore. The letter was set on the coffee table with the rest of the mail, getting buried under all of the stuff he had on there. It was almost the end of December when he realized that he hadn't written you back yet. 

December 21st. 

‘Hey y/n, 

Sorry I've taken so long to get back to you. Things have been hectic over here. I’ve been doing some ‘soul-searching’ - I guess you could call it that and honestly, I don’t think if this whole first responders thing is for me. 

I tried out bartending or well, the technical term is mixologist and I’m liking it so far, I think i’m going to stick with it for now. 

How have you been ? How’s school ? Surely, you’re on break for the holidays right about now or at least when you get this letter. I hope that you're spending the break doing something fun. 

I’m not going to make this very long, I’m sure you’ve been busy with whatever you’re doing right now. 

Also, I’ve been meaning to ask. Have you located the mysteriously disappearing boyfriend yet ? I haven't seen anyone that fit your description. 

well, that’s not true- I did and just to be sure I asked to see his collarbone, he looked at me like I was a mad man so I guess it wasn't him ? 

Anyways, I hope you have a good holiday and you're probably gonna get this sometime between holidays, so merry belated (?) Christmas and happy New Years y/n. 

Peace out, 

Evan. 

ps. medium or large, depending on what it is. Hopefully that answers your question weirdo.’

January 13th. 

The morning of the 13th, he went down to check his mail. A box was there with his name on it, the return address was one he had only seen on an envelope. The box returned upstairs with him, setting it on the counter before opening it. 

Upon opening it, there was a letter and some colourful tissue paper with what seemed like a sweater under it. He opened the letter first.

‘Dear Evan, 

Happy New Years! How was your holiday going ? Did you do anything fun ? 

I’ve been good and school is good too, I'm almost done my first year, isn't that crazy ? Just a few more months to go. 

How’s your job as mr. mixologist going ? I'm sure you’ve met some wild people and heard some interesting stories. 

As for the boyfriend situation, that's over. I’m not surprised to tell you the truth but it still kinda sucks. Anyways, so what happened was that his older brother had come home from college last year and brought a friend with him. She went to the same school as his brother but transferred to UCLA- anyways long story short, they hooked up while he and I were still together and he moved in with her after his mom helped him move into the apartment I thought he had. 

But! I’m single and chilling now so it’s all good. (bonus, she cheated on him and left him so yeah) 

I got you a little something for Christmas and as a “sorry for unloading all my boyfriend drama on you” present. I was in the gift shop and it made me think of you. Do you celebrate Christmas? I forgot to check oops. If you don't, count it as a just a “sorry for unloading all my boyfriend drama on you” present? 

I got a large because I wasn't sure if it would fit. I hope you like it. That’s all for now.

Yours always, y/n.’

He unwrapped the tissue paper to see a blue sweater with the letters NYU on it. He smiled, he assumed that’s where you went. It was sweet that you took the time to get him something, even if it was a by the way thing. Not a lot of people would send something to a person they had been talking to via letters and halfway across the country. 

February 12th. 

2 days before Valentine's Day, your least favourite holiday of the year. You weren't looking forward to watching all your friends going on with their boyfriends and girlfriends. The mail had arrived while you were out, you picked it up and headed in. There were two envelopes with your name on it,  a plain white one and a red one. The red envelope was more squared than rectangular, you assumed it was a card- both had the same sender name. 

‘Hey y/n!

Thank you for the sweater, it was nice of you to think of me and get me something. I didn’t know we were doing gifts or I would have sent you something as well and yes, I do celebrate Christmas. 

My job as ‘mr. mixologist’ was going well until I quit. It just didn’t feel like the right fit for me you know ? I'm going to see what else is out there for me. 

Sorry to hear about your boyfriend, he seems like a douche. Who would cheat on you ? You seem great I mean at least you are on paper (did you get my joke, it’s hard to tell) 

Also, remember how I was thinking I might actually give that first responder thing a try? Imagine me as a firefighter, that’s pretty cool right ? 

So I kinda did a thing and signed up and then I got in. I started two weeks ago and it was kicking my ass at first but I've gotten a hang of it and things are going pretty well. There's three other Evans in my class so everyone calls me Buck-I kind of like it. 

The other envelope, hopefully you opened this one first, is a little something for you for valentines. Hope you like it. 

Peace out, 

Buck’ 

The red envelope was on your lap, you pulled the edges carefully not wanting to rip it. Inside was a plain white card with bright red letters that made you laugh. The cover read ‘I’m not sick of you yet!” Opening the card, a $20 fell onto your lap. There was a little message inside that went along with the cash. 

‘Since we aren't together and can’t spend valentines together, there’s some cash to get yourself a box of chocolates and a teddy bear. Happy Valentines Day y/n

Love, Buck.’ 

You smile, this was the first time that Buck had signed with ‘love, buck’ it had always been ‘peace out, buck.’ You tucked the card into the drawer, one you didn’t use very often so you knew it’d be safe there. 

*4 years later*

A few weeks had passed since Buck had last heard from y/n. His last letter to her was at the end of June, telling her all about the day he had spent at Hen and Karen’s. He always described every little detail so vividly that it made her feel like she was there with him- but it was now July, end of actually and moving into August. 

4 years had blown like nothing.

It felt like just yesterday he got the first letter in the mail. 4 years and they still had no idea what each other looked like but they knew every intricate and intimate detail about each other, their lives and the people in it. 

Y/n and Buck had grown rather close over the last few months- more than they already were. Y/n just went through a pretty shitty break up and Buck wasn't exactly big on relationships as of right now. 

He had just gotten home from work, his keys set on the counter when he realized that he forgot to check his mail. Stepping back out, there was a woman in the hallway and boxes scattered across her, leading into the apartment down the hall. 

She must be his new neighbour.

He wanted to go over and introduce himself but she was busy telling the movers where to set her couch so he decided that he would check the mail and then introduce himself when he returned so he did just that. 

Except, she was still busy. 

She leaned against the wall, watching the movers move what looked like a coffee table. She glanced up to see Buck walking by, she smiled and he returned the smile. 

Buck reaches his apartment, the mail in hand and steps in. He sorts through the pile, bills, ads, coupons and no letter from y/n. 

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Your new apartment was a mess. You decided it was time for a change. You applied to a few hospitals after your break up and the one in LA hired you. So you dropped everything and moved- no family, no ties. 

A fresh start. 

It was a nice neighbourhood and the building was quiet. The neighbours you met were pleasant and welcoming. When you were having the furniture moved in, there was a blonde man who smiled at you and you assumed he lived in the unit down the hall because that’s where he stepped into. 

It was almost 11pm when you finally sat down. You had been on your feet all day and just wanted to eat something. The box with the dishes was beside the couch, you pulled the tape off and opened it. There was an envelope sitting on top of the stack of plates. 

Buck’s last letter to you. 

You must have tossed it into the boxes while packing and you forgot to write him back. Tumbling through the boxes, you find a sheet of paper and a pen from your bag. Sitting on the floor, the paper resting on an unopened box, you begin writing. 

‘Dear Buck, 

I’m sorry I've taken so long to get back to you. I quit my job, and uprooted my entire life. The break up sucked major ass as you know, so I decided it was time for a change. 

Guess where I decided to go ? 

Did you guess yet? 

No, not Canada, why would you guess Canada ? 

LA! 

Yeah, isn't that crazy that I ended up here of all places? Maybe we could get together one day (if you haven’t turned into a crazy serial killer that is.) 

Anyways, that’s why I've taken so long to write. I was packing when I got your letter and I tossed it in a box and just found it again. Anyways, I hope you’ve been good, how have things been at the station ? 

I promise I'll write again with more details soon, I just have to get settled in first. 

Yours always, y/n.’ 

Folding the paper, you slipped into an envelope. The address being scribbled into the back of the envelope. You were about to seal it when the building number caught your eye. 

It was the same number as the place you moved into. The same address, the building number, the same floor. 

The unit number was the only difference. 

There was no way you moved into the building that Buck lived in. 

You knew the address felt familiar when you saw the listing but you didn’t think anything of it nor did it occur to you that you knew the address. 

Stepping out of your apartment, looking at the number on the room and back down at the envelope in your hand. Buck’s apartment was down the hall. 

Part of you just wanted to mail it and keep things as it was but another part of you wanted to meet him, to see what he was really like in person. So there you were walking down the hallway at a quarter past 11 in the dead of the night to meet a man you had been sending letters to for the last 4 years. 

The end of the hallway, you stared at the black wooden door in front of you. Your brain weighing the options right now: he’s a sweetheart and welcoming and makes you feel comfortable or he’s a weird guy who’s been lying to you this whole time and you told him everything about you and now he’s going to kill you. 

Before you could register what you were doing, you knocked on the door. 

Glancing down at yourself, you were wearing a pair of old shorts and a t-shirt from high school that you found in a drawer while packing. Not an ideal outfit, maybe he’s sleeping and you can go home and change- the door opened, a man wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt stood there. He looked like he had just woken up. 

“Sorry, did I wake you?” 

“It's alright,” he yawned, his hand covering his mouth as he blinked away a few tears. “What can I do for you ?” he leaned against the door. 

“Um, this is an odd question-” you shifted, glancing down at the envelope in your hand. “Are you Buck ?” 

“I am, who are you ?” 

“Y/n.” 

You had never seen a man wake up that fast, he seemed surprised, confused and concerned all in one. “How- uh, are you- What ?” he mumbled. 

“I found your letter in the box after I moved, I moved into the apartment down the hall” you point to your left, Buck sticks his head out of the doorway and looks at the door you were pointing to. You were the woman in the hallway that he saw earlier, he knew you looked familiar. 

“I just wrote your letter and I noticed that the addresses were the same, just a different unit number so I decided to come check. Sorry if I bothered you, we can talk another day- it’s late and you probably have work” “Would you like to come in?” he opens the door a bit more, looking to you for an answer. 

“Um, okay sure.” stepping in, you can’t help but glance around. The apartment was similar to yours, the layout was a bit different though. “Can I get you something to drink ? Coffee, water ? A beer ?” he rounded the kitchen counter, you took a seat on one of the chairs by the counter. 

“Water’s fine, thanks” 

He reached for a bottle from the fridge, sliding it over to you. You gave him a smile, he leaned against the counter and was now looking- studying you. 

“I know we’ve talked to each other for 4 years but this is kinda strange” you chuckled awkwardly, Buck can't help but smile. 

“Yeah, it is, isn't it? but can I ask why you moved to LA?” 

“Well all of that was in the letter” you slide the envelope across the counter and he picks it up, opening it. Giving him a few moments to read, you watch his expression like you were hoping for some insight as to how he was feeling or what he was thinking. He let out a laugh, “how’d you know I'd guess Canada ?” you smiled at him, a small wave of relief washing over you for some reason. “Lucky guess I suppose” 

“Do you-” “What are-” the sentences cutting each other off, the two of you awkwardly smiling at each other. “You first” looking at him, he hums. 

“Do you have work tomorrow or are you busy ?” His eyes meet yours, you found yourself leaning forwards towards the counter- towards him. He made you feel comfortable, you’d go as far as to say safe, in a way you’ve never felt before. 

“No, I don't start until the 21st. Why ?” 

“I was thinking - if you're not busy and if you want to, of course. Maybe I could take you out for breakfast and I could show you around ? Or lunch or dinner ? Whatever works for you actually” he rambles, fiddling with his fingers to avoid eye contact. 

A small laugh slips past your lips causing him to look up, his brows furrowed as he studies your face, looking for an answer. 

“Breakfast sounds good, what time should I be ready for ?” 

“Uh, is 10 okay ?” he asks, you nod. “I’ll be ready for 10 then.” 

“Okay, I'll pick you up” he smiles. 

“Buck, we live in the same building.” 

“Oh right,” he chuckles, “well I'll be by yours at 10 then” the two of you smiling at each other. 

“Okay.” 

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