#so was going to die ya know and person a was like NAH FUCK THAT

[b0nelessdoodles]

my actual fav is canon divergance/aus but like I had no idea how to even doodle that so runner up! I’m pretty picky about Hanahaki tho I need these idiots to live even if it is still tragic. Shoutout to my best fic being a Hanahaki fic ✌

#art requests #happyfunballxd #im always a sucker for one person thinking their feelings aren't returned #or their feelings actually aren't returned #very quality angst and drama #but sometimes i need the angst with a happy ending ya know? #i want my little blorbo to suffer a bit but then be happy at the end #god i read this one hanahaki fic that just oh man the emotional rollercoaster i went on #person a got the feelings first and was like nah get those flowers outta me #but then person b also caught feels and wasn't willing to go through surgery about it #so was going to die ya know and person a was like NAH FUCK THAT #and went through science shit to try and save b's life #it was fuckin chef kiss loved that fic so damn much #okay enough rambling thanks for the interesting topic! :D

[ghostboneswrites2]

A Mess || Part 7

New account! @ghostbones was banned! Transferring everything here starting with this series since it was the most popular!

A/N: The long awaited seventh part :)

Summary: After escaping the treehouse, you and Daryl must find food, water, and rest in the forest on your way to complete the mission Rick had sent you on in the first place. You also almost die.

18+ MDNI || WARNINGS: profanity, TWD typical violence, Daryl being effortlessly attractive

        You laid silently on the wooden flooring, out of site of the hungry beasts below. Daryl sat against a wall, sharpening a knife. Whoever built this thing left no form of entertainment or even comfort. Just some random tools and scrap wood. Guess they never got a chance to actually use their treehouse.

        "I'm bored." You complained.

        "Quiet." He whispered. You sighed.

        "I'm bored." You whispered. He sighed.

        "Can't do nothin' about that."

        "Wanna play twenty-one questions?" You asked.

        "Sure." He said, setting the knife down. "I'll start. What would it take for you to shut up?" He asked. You shot him a glare. He smirked and went back to sharpening his knife.

        "You'd be the worst person to be stranded on an island with." You grumbled.

        "Nah. I'll keep us fed."

        "I'd rather die of starvation than boredom."

        "Might get your wish. Food'll be out by tomorrow." He sighed. It had been two days. Two fucking days.

        "Water?' You asked.

        "Out."

        "Fuck." You sighed. "Might as well just jump down and end it."

        "How many bullets ya got?"

        "Like, six."

        "Got thirteen bolts and nine rounds."

        "So thirteen shots, thirteen bullets. How many are down there?" You asked.

        "More than twenty-six." He said.

        "What if we distracted them somehow?" You suggested.

        "How?"

        "I don't know. Don't you have a lighter sir-smokes-a-lot?"

        He nodded.

        "So, we light a bolt or two on fire and you shoot it at a tree far away."

        "Might not work." He warned.

        "But it might, and that's better than nothing." You countered.

        "Okay." He nodded. "We wait 'til dark. It'll be our best bet."

----

        That night he dropped the rope ladder down and the two of you climbed about halfway down. Just enough that you could leap down without injury. Daryl shot two flaming arrows at two different trees in opposing directions. To your surprise they actually drew a decent chunk of the walkers away, but  not all of them. You knew it wouldn't work for long, so your window was short.

        With a nod, you both lept down to the ground with knives in hand, taking down the three or four walkers that were he closest to you. Then, you ran. You ran as fast as you could in the pitch back, relying on the sound of his own footsteps ahead of you to guide you. 

        By the time it was safe enough to slow down, you chest was on fire and all you could do was hunch over and pant for air. Thankfully you two had lost the walkers a ways back, but unfortunately now you had no idea where you were. Just trees and more trees shrouded in darkness.

        "I think if we keep goin' this way there's a town. Can follow that road due north and we'll find where we were headed." Daryl finally announced, still short of breath.

        "Should we just go back?"  You asked, finally standing up straight. "To the prison, I mean? We've been gone for days, now. They're probably worried."

        "Nah." He declined. "Been gone this long, we're goin' back with what we left for in the first damn place.

----

        By daylight, your feet were blistered and sore and you hadn't stopped walking. The plan was to find some place in town to rest, but it was a long journey. Neither of you had spoken a word. Exhaustion and hunger were too overbearing. 

        "Can't you like... Shoot something so we can eat?" You whined. "I'm thirsty. And hungry. And tired. And--"

        "And you say I'd be the worst person to be stranded with." He grumbled.

        "Weren't you the one that said you'd keep us fed on a deserted island?" You shot back.

        "Yeah, right after I asked what it'd take for you to shut the hell up."

        "Food. That's what it would take." You told him. He sighed.

        "Alright. Start a fire. I'll be back with some grub." He relented, offering you his zippo. You didn't protest. You got straight to work throwing twigs and dry leaves into a small pit you dug and ignited them with his lighter. It wasn't cold, so you didn't stay too close. It was hot enough without the extra heat. You did, however, hear a very faint trickling sound. Could it be? Water? Finally?

        You immediately followed the noise. As it grew closer you got excited. You might actually have had something to reward Daryl for finding you food.

        You stopped in your tracks. It definitely wasn't a glistening stream of cool clear water. No, in fact, it was just Daryl, taking a piss on a tree.

        "Do ya mind? Some privacy would be nice." He complained. You sighed and did a 180, trying to shake the image out of your mind.

        "Sorry." You mumbled. "When I heard the trickling I thought there was a little stream or something over here."

        You turned back to him when you heard a zip. 

        "Could probably drink that." He shrugged. Your jaw gaped.

        "Ew!" You shrilled.

        "How ya think I survived eight days on my own in the woods when I was a kid?" He smirked. He was just messing with you, but he had no intentions of admitting that. Your expression was too priceless.

        "Say less." You held your hand up. "I'll wait for you by the fire."

        With that, you were on your way. Back by the fire, you sat and sharpened some thin sticks to keep yourself busy. They'd make nice skewers for the meat if he could find any game.

        It was probably an hour or two until he made it back, and not only had you sharpened a lot of sticks, but you also had created a flimsy perimeter out of fallen branches and other forest debris. You figured if nothing else, it would at least trip a walker and let you know they were coming.

        "Got a raccoon." He said. It was already skinned, he just needed to skewer the meat, which you helped him with. It had a strange aroma as it cooked. You were never a fan of rodents or the like.

        However, the full feeling after scarfing down its delicious flesh made all of your complaints go out the window. As you licked each charred stick skewer clean of the grease, you moaned. "Thank you." You said. "I was so hungry."

        "Mm." He grunted with a nod. "Say we take turns gettin' some shuteye an' head out in a few hours."

        "I'll take first watch." You offered. 

        "Nah. Need to tune up my bow. You rest." He declined. You shrugged. 

        "Suit yourself."

        You weren't going to argue. You were exhausted.

----

        When Daryl opened his eyes, you were still sound asleep just a few feet away. It was pitch black outside. The fire had been out for a while. He remembered putting it out himself. There was no need for it after the meat was cooked and the remnants of the animal were burned to ash. He wiped his eyes and pushed his aching body up into a sitting position. How could he have fallen asleep? He was meant to keep watch. Anything could have happened to either of you while you were both out. He silently scolded himself. 

        His throat was dry and scratchy. He really needed to find some water for the two of you. Another day like that and you'd both be dead for sure. He sighed and moved over to you. He crouched down beside you, reaching to shake you awake, but something stopped him. You looked so peaceful, but you also looked dry. Your lips were cracked and flaky, and had it not been so dark he would have seen how dry the skin on your face looked. 

        "(Y/N)." He whispered, laying a hand on your arm to gently shake you awake. You didn't budge. "(Y/N), c'mon. We gotta get movin', we need to find some water."

        "Hmph." You made a little puty noise as you rolled away from him. Had he not been so damn thirsty, he would have laughed.

        "We can't survive like this much longer." He continued in a hushed rasp. "Get up."

        "Tired." You mumbled.

        "I said get the hell up." He demanded.

        "No."

        "Fine then. Stay here and die." He huffed, standing to his feet and gathering both of your things before he stormed away. He made sure his footsteps were loud so you could hear him walk away, hoping you'd feel the pressure and get up. He stopped when he realized you had no intentions of doing so. With frustration, he threw his head back and turned around. "C'mon. I ain't tellin' ya again."

        Nothing. Not a peep, not a shuffle, not a damn thing. He groaned.

        "You're a fuckin' child, ya know that?" He grumbled as he marched over to you and scooped you up, throwing you over his shoulder.

        "Hey!" You whined. You slapped at his back. 

        "Quit your bitchin'." He scolded. 

        "Fine. I'll just sleep like this." You reasoned, closing your eyes and trying to ignore the feeling of his shoulder digging into your stomach.

        "Like hell you are." He said as he dropped you down on your feet. "I got your shit. Now walk."

        "It's dangerous to travel at night." You pointed out.

        "It's more dangerous to die of thirst." He argued.

        "Not as dangerous as disturbing a woman's beauty rest." You crossed your arms.

        "Beauty rest." He scoffed. "You don't need any. Now walk." He demanded, pointing his finger in the direction he wanted to go.

        "Fine, but only 'cause you asked so nicely." You gave in.

        Besides your bickering, the night was relatively quiet, save for the crickets and frogs and rustling branches. After a little while, Daryl handed you your things, growing tired of carrying them for you. After another while, he stopped you, holding his hand out in front of you.

        "Ya hear that?" He whispered. You perked up your ears, listening intently. It took a few seconds but finally you heard it, a soft white noise that you could only assume was; "Water!" You gasped.

        "Mm." He nodded. "C'mon." 

        You followed after him, creeping silently over the dead foliage of the forest floor. Just a few yards away you stumbled across a small creek. 

        "Do we have anything to boil water?" You asked.

        "Nah." He shook his head, holding an empty plastic jug in the water as it flowed by. "Just have to take our chances with it."

        You flipped his zippo that you were still holding onto open and held it down to the creek.

        "Looks clear at least." You observed. Even in the small firelight you could see clearly to the bottom of the shallow stream.

        "Here." He offered you the first sip. Well, not really a sip. More like a gulp, or two, or ten. You wiped your mouth as you handed it back to him. He drank his own share before dunking the jug back into the stream and letting it fill all the way. When it filled up, he screwed the lid on and you both stood up. You gave his lighter back, before you forgot, and the two of you set off again with full bellies, a jug of water, and some rest under your belt.

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        "Sure we could one of these cars runnin'." Daryl said. It was just past daybreak  now. You finally found the town that was supposed to lead you to the town you needed to be in. The two of you were in a small neighborhood with cars lined up and down the streets.

        "I'll keep an eye out." You told him. He nodded and got to work checking out the vehicles.

        As far as walkers go, the town wasn't too bad off. A few stragglers here and there, but nothing seemed particularly overrun. It was pretty small and rural, though, so that was no surprise.

        You took down a lone walker that trudged toward you and turned your attention back to Daryl to check in. He may have been dirty and smelly after four days on the run, but damn he did look good. 

        His tan arms glistened in the sunlight with a sweaty sheen. His hair stuck to his forehead tightly and his muscles flexed and contorted under his skin as he yanked car doors open and leaned in the driver's side doors to try to crank them up. 

        "Shit!" You hissed as you fell to the ground. A walker had snuck up on you in your lusty stupor, falling on top of you as you struggled against the mangled thing. "Asshole!" You insulted the corpse as you struggled to reach for the knife you dropped on your way to the ground. It was too far, though, and if you shifted at all the walker's mouth would surely make contact with your face. 

        A whistle shot over you and an arrow impacted the top of the walker's skull. It went limp on top of you. You gagged at the feeling of its dry rotten flesh against your chest. Daryl appeared over you and yanked the body off yours, pulling his arrow out of its head.

        "The hell were ya doin'? Just one took ya down?" He asked as he held a hand out. You accepted it and he pulled you to your feet effortlessly.

        "Uh, I was just -- Uh, yeah. Didn't hear it." You stuttered.

        "Pay attention." He scolded you.

        "Right. Won't happen again." You nodded. You definitely wouldn't be admitting that you almost lost your life just to admire his sweaty arms.

        "C'mon. These cars are dead. Let's move down the street a bit an' see if we got better luck." He instructed. 

Masterlist || Taglist

#daryl dixon fanfic #daryl dixon #the walking dead daryl #daryl x reader #daryl fanfiction #daryl x female reader #twd daryl #daryl twd #18+ content

[kusagrasskusa]

I saw @yns-world do this so I kind of wanted to steal their thing XD But it’s really entertaining! So here’s my version of…

MK Villains meeting/hearing about their (and your) child

Erron Black, Shang Tsung, Baraka, Kano, Quan Chi, Shao Kahn edition!

Part 2!

Tell me whoever else you may want! I want to do a heros one after this, so tell me who you want!

Edit: I’m not even kidding, I was looking for some Erron X Readers, saw this, read this, said “ohh I like that one” and “ew that’s cringy” without knowing this is fucking mine XDXD I looked back at this and just gasped because I fr didn’t think I wrote this

Erron Black

Erron: Ye look a lot like me. Ya one of them alternate universe me’s?

Son: No, but I’m here to kill you unlike what other me’s could do

Erron: Well if I die, tell other me’s to kill Y/N after pulling out

—

Erron: You got my eyes and your mother’s bad attitude

Daughter: And her hatred for you

Erron: Nah, our bloodline is filled with hate

—

Son: I wonder what she saw in you when you first met

Erron: Beats me, I wondered what she saw in the first hundred guys she fucked

Son: I’m gonna make you take that back!

—

Erron: If only I raised you instead, you wouldn’t be this big o’ a pussy

Son: My mother raised me better without you in my life

Erron: Yeah, never mind. You and yer mom are too ignorant to hang around

—

You: Your daughter is a horse girl, y’know. Ya should go show her ‘round here on one

Erron: I’m too busy for that demon girl

You: Of course you are. And she’s a demon because of you

—

Kotal Kahn: You have a child who asked for you

Erron: I don’t have a kid

Kotal Kahn: Well I shall introduce you two after this then

Shang Tsung

Shang Tsung: I have been awaiting this day, my child

Daughter: Why? To destroy every woman’s life who meets you?

Shang Tsung: No, but I wonder what might a limp, pitiful creature such as yourself do when their whore of a mother is killed

Daughter: You are beyond fucked up.

—

Son: I remember the last time I saw you

Shang Tsung: It was quite the tragedy, indeed

Son: You couldn’t fucking stop laughing at me suffer through my mother’s death

—

Daughter: Whenever she died, did you care, father?

Shang Tsung: Why of course, I feared how her death would affect my precious child

Daughter: You feared so much you threw your precious child into the claws of death

Shang Tsung: At least the Kahn didn’t kill you instead.

—

Shang Tsung: When I was your age, it was customary for sons to protect and serve their parents

Son: I protect and serve my mother. You are a mere parasite to me

Shang Tsung: Oh, the parasite within you will enjoy tearing you apart

—

Shang Tsung: Does [child] know we are meeting?

You: She is sound asleep, and I promised she will awaken with her father home

Shang Tsung: She will awaken to her mother in pain so she never wants to see me again

You: All she wants is 5 minutes, Shang!

—

Raiden: You look just like your mother

Daughter: But I’m stronger than she’ll ever be

Raider: And you are as blind as your father

—

Lui Kano:

Baraka

Son: It’s funny that people try to kill me for being your child rather than for being tarkatan

Baraka: How’s that funny?

Son: They’re killing your people to get to you, father. You’re why your people are disappearing.

—

Baraka: Female tarkatan gather, not fight

Daughter: Come on father! One round! You know I’m better than my brothers, anyways

Baraka: This is why you’ll be the man in the family once I’m gone

—

Baraka: My favorite fighter

Son: [daughter] said she fights better!

Baraka: Let us find out then

—

Daughter: I remember the tribe before mother died

Baraka: You will never honor or lay eyes on it again, traitor!

Daughter: I put good deeds over personal victory, father

—

Mileena: You’re beautiful, for being Baraka’s

Daughter: You’re ugly, for being Sindel’s

Mileena: Hehe, I’ll bite that tongue if you don’t, savage!

Kano (he’s so fucking hot)

Kano: Before anything else, ya motha’ came onto me first

Son: I- did not ask

Kano: Well, she asked- she asked for more every night

—

Daughter: My mom is obsessed with you, still

Kano: And lemme tell you, she was crazy over me back then too. A freak, really

Daughter: Are we both talking about [Y/N]?

Kano: Oh yeah, she never told you? She loved me

—

You: Still as fine as the day we met

Kano: You must be thinking of the wrong Kano, but I’d love to show you what the young me can do

You: Yeah, like give me a kid to raise on my own

—

Sonya: I thought I killed younger you already!

Kano: Hah, I always knew me boy would be useful one day

Sonya: Oh, shit- It was your son?

—

Kano: Y/N?

Daughter: Mother died a few years back

Kano: And you look as beautiful as she did

—

Kano: There’s no way. I pulled out!

Son: You pull-out game sucked then

Kano: Like father, like son then, ay?

—

Daughter: Mom said you promised to take me out today!

Kano: Daddy.. was probably drink’n’ ay

Daughter: If I have to drag you all the way out there, I will!

Quan Chi

Quan Chi: I sense demon within you. You aren’t from Earthrealm

Daughter: I’m the perfect mix of holiness and unholiness

Quan Chi: Then you are a worthless mutt

—

You: Shinnok won’t take us fighting lightly. We’re supposed to unify and serve

Quan Chi: I shall not let him take [child] from us

You: You are a traitor

—

Raiden: You betray your realm for what?

You: I am sorry, but my child’s safety is worth more than Earthrealm’s would ever be

Raiden: So you aid the destruction of the safest realm?

—

Quan Chi: My son

Son: Do not call me that, demon

Quan Chi: Your demon workings are put to sleep within you, allow me to show you what you really are inside

—

Daughter: There was a time when mother thought you loved her

Quan Chi: A demon cannot feel love, my child

Daughter: You loved her enough to have me, yes?

Shao Kahn

You: Wait until your queen finds out

Shao Kahn: Finds out what?

You: I am pregnant, emperor. And I am keeping it

—

Sindel: I’ll kill that disgusting monster of a child!

You: Do you speak to their sister that way?

Sindel: Kitana is more royal than your child will ever be

—

Daughter: You know, I was only doing what was good for the kingdom

Kitana: No, you were doing what father would want you to do

Daughter: It is better he likes me than throw me out like he did you

—

Shao Kahn: My little princess

Daughter: Mileena said you were planning of disposing me, father

Shao Kahn: Why ever would I do that?

—

Mileena: I told you not to touch my things, sis

Daughter: I told you not to touch me!

Mileena: Hehe, royal blood just tastes too good to leave alone

—

Shao Kahn: To be emperor, you must be able to defeat me first

Son: I will do you proud, father

Shao Kahn: Not until Kitana is dead, will you make me proud

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[washa]

I listened to The Summit audio and here’s my favourite personal comments/thoughts! (IM STILL IN SHOCK WHAT TEH FUCK)

HELP OF COURSE ASHER LOST A FUCKING SHOE 

David’s gonna whip your ass Ash 

WHY ARE WE ROASTING ASHER SO BAD

Milo being a fashionista cannon

“Good thing belts don't correlate to height.” DAVID

Ash, Baabe, get a fucking room 

Sweetheart i’m crying please give a man some dress socks

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Vincent sounds so anxious

AWH NO WILL COME ON MAN NOT THE ASSISTANT 

Vincent baby… 😕

“I can't control how people are acting but I can control how I react.” PREACHHH VINCENT 

Mhm run past me. OOH MUSIC FUCK YES, THE DRACULA MUSIC I LOVE IT 🙏

Surprise??? He’s spoiling Lovely so bad

I'M SCARED IS IT GONNA JUMP AT ME LIKE THOSE PLASTIC SPIDERS

A CROWN?? NO NO NO THAT’S SO FUCKING SWEET 

THE SAME CRAFTSMAN AND EVERYTHING I CANNOT DO THIS😭

Wait, does Sam have a crown too?? Like being a duke

HE CALLED US BABY I CANNOT 

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Shit these sound effects are FIRE

Yo Sam wassup my guy.

Oh Porter. Hi dear ☹️

Sam is literally the opposite of me I love small talk and big events lmfao 

“Good people” He’s so salty lmfao

There’s no way Darlin’ isn’t smoking hot rn

AY ICE CREAM TUBS, Mint chocolate chip for the win 🙌

I imagine them going hand in hand, like elbows connected.

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Porter being a smooth bitch. (as usual)

Vincent is surprisingly kind abt this, well as nice as he can

IS TREASURE NOT HERE?? DID PORTER GASLIGHT ALL OF US.. 😰

That went well. Lovely calm your boyfriend before he pulls out his hair

Nah let like Sam punch him it’s funnier.

Are these other vamps that bad oh my god 

Ooh business deals?? Yes make that moolah.

Eccentric?? Tf you mean eccentric. I don’t think David can handle more eccentric people in his life.

HELP NOT ASH PICKING UP ON VINCENT (unrelated but can we just acknowledge how emotionally mature and smart Asher is?)

WHAT DID ASH DO?? TEAR DOWN A WALL???

Oh god Bennetts?? They sound pleasant.

Wait wait, House of Baz were allies, and but every word out of Deon's mouth was to diss William??? WHAT TYPE OF SHITTY ALLIES

I want those two to die, for all of their house to run into the sun. 

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ALEXIS HOLY SHIT AH

Latest conquest?? Come here let me rip you up 

JESUS WHAT THE FUCK ALEXIS?? SORRY I'M NOT IMMORTAL GOD DAMN.

I don’t wanna fight you lex. YOU GROW UP?? PETTINESS IS CHILDISH.

You selfish little bitch. I’M GONNA BITE HER URGHSHSHGY

Porter thank FUCK YOU'RE HERE

YES YES YES PORTER OH MY GOD GO PORTER, Thank you Porter 😭

Alexis can suck my dick. 

“Like a proper family” That's an interesting view on what your idea of a loving family is Porter.

Sammy BOY??? HELP IM CACKLING

Surprisingly Porter is in the right here. 

WOAH SHOWDOWN SHOWDOWN WOO 

WAS PORTER JUST LEFT THERE

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Oh god what fucking now, i cannot DEAL with anymore self centred fuckers.

Is he warning us? What’s happening.

OH MY GOD ADAM I FORGOT ABT HIM. 

Ykw he’s got a point here, a REALLY good point. CONSIDERING THE HOUSE OF BAZ THING.

ALEXIS SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE IN YOUR WRINKLED SQUEZZED GRAPE ASS LIFE

Sam :((( yes Sam you deserve that.

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Asher and Milo bring up the mood woop woop 

HOLY SHIT JUMPSCARE

Good lord Porter has a bad rep already w them

Investor gadget woop woop, investor gadget bam bam bam bam go gadget go bup bam bam bam badum badump.

?? CLOSEKNIT?? GOD DAMMIT FUCK CAN WE GO ONE VIDEO WITHOUT REFERENCING THEM

Milo clamp your jaw for a sec

OH MY GOD THE BENNETTS SUPPLIED CLOSEKNIT??

PORTER YOU BEAUTIFUL BASTARD THANK YOOU FOR THE LORE DROP. 

Wait wait we’re doing it now? OH GOD WE’RE GONNA INVESTIGATE NOW AT THE SUMMIT.

Sam said a lot of things..

WAIT NO ONE ELSE BUT DAVID KNOWS WHAT MILO DID?? Even after 2 years??

No Sweetheart think abt this please what if ya get caught.

GO BETA GO BETA FUCK IT UP WOOAHH (i’m sorry i'm so stressed.)

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You should’ve punched her Sam, you should’ve.

Sam and Darlin’ needed better taste in vamps ffs 

Sam therapy time 😇🥳 (as required in every Sam video)

YES SAM STAND UP FOR YOURSELF 

God Sam and Darlin’ are so fucking sweet URGDHAKDA

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Is Angel stuck talking there or??

Imagine talking to someone for like 15 minutes and come back to find your friends stalking a head of the house. David needs a panadol for the headache coming up.

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OOH ARE WE EAVESDROPPING.

Well nobody wants to join a cult tbh, like that’s so suspicious.

This is a surprisingly civil argument, i was expecting someone getting thrown through a wall

UH OH WE ALMOST GOT CAUGHT??

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WHY ARE THEY FIGHTING WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

What’s up w the king

HUH HE’S DEAD????? WHEN I SAID I WANTED HIM DEAD I DIDN'T MEAN ACTUALLY DEAD.

TAH’S IT TAHT ITS WAHTD THE FUCK? DID SWEETHEART KILL HIM? DID CHRIS DO IT HOW DID ALEXIS KNOW, IS THAT WHY PORTER PICKED A FIGHT??? TO CREATE A DISTRACTION?? 

So no ice cream?? 💔

#ERIK #YOU CANT LEAVE US ON A CLIFFHANGER #i mean at least i was right abt the whole multi video thing #BUT STILL #WHAT THE FUCK ERIK #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted porter #redacted lovely #redacted vincent #redacted david #redacted angel #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #redacted asher #redacted babe #redacted sam #redacted darlin #redacted shaw pack #redacted summit #redacted monarchal summit #redacted alexis #i just realised that's a shit on of tags #oh well #washa rants!!

[anartisticdreamer0]

time for liveblog of qtoo stream:

oh hi tilín o/

we’re all wondering what your doing here

“there will be more to come” tilín don’t be like this man

WHO TF IS KILLING THOSE PIGLINS DAMN

damn how evil was? is? q man.

oh okay we acknowledge the beeping, it’s definitely life support

ah a portal, but he doesn’t wanna go- he did- he looked at all his other options and went fine

he realized he’s really far out

RICHAS- pfft richas doesn’t have the fuckin skin on- BAHAAHAHA

there he is properly, q trying to get the admins to redo the scene pfft

tilin wants q to introduce them to richas

i like the detail that richas has their personal blue sign while tilin has the basic signs that they all used to have

PA QUACK AAAAAAAA CRIES

q asking why richas looks so bad and is happy one of them is treating him nicely

HIJA- FUCKING FINALLY

DAMN TILÍN- damn q is really trying to make them understand he loves them both and richas didn’t replace tilín to him, and richas still means a lot

why is richas here, someone free this stinky child.

HA RICHAS SAID IT! HE TOLD Q HES IN A HOSPITAL!

richas is doing the most-

WHY IS THERE A BOAT. (oh roier)

richas is like “nah dude its fine i get it” and tilín is like “nah fuck this guy”

should be clear i’m not 100% this is actually tilín but ya know gonna treat them as if they are until otherwise obvious

oop richas is burning the trees and tilin ain’t complaining

IS THIS A MAZE OF HIS SINS??

TALLULAH- HIJA YOU FUCK- why is he not saying whose tallulah’s parent is- BRO SHE AINT YOUR DAUGHTER- YOU TRIED TO KILL HER DAY ONE OF HER LIFE!!!

“a better father than you” well about that tilín- roier’s probably currently hitting his new kid or something

aww q’s excitement to see a picture of tilin and him together

WILBURRR- bruh not this bullshit of him maybe being tilín’s other father- BRUH YOU JUST WANTED IT TO BE WILBUR Q!!

oh etoiles!!

Q EITHER JUST SHAT ON WILBUR OR ETOILES- probably will- bro at least his kid is alive so ya know- he may be absent but hey at least she lives sooo

ayo is that a chest of tnt- AYO WHY DID TILIN JUST KILL Q DOR WHAT RICHAS SAID??

oh now they’re fighting- they want q to stay out of their fight- but richas is being weirdly mean towards tilin- hey wait what- WHAT?? HE LITERALLY WASNT LIKE THAT 5 MINUTES AGO???

that heart monitor should be going way faster truth be told

damn richas is so fuckin jealous for some reason

q is realizing how much he fucked up

oh richas statue is back.

IF I HEAR A CHEST OPEN ITS ALL FUCKED

ya know i did hear tilin was a big fan of fighting eggs

DAMN. “have you achieved something in life?”

IS RICHAS DEAD? ILL COMMIT ARSON.

IS RICHAS DEAD?? coma defo. OK SO NEITHER OF THEM DEAD. just tilin.

RICHAS CHILL FOR FIVE SECONDS WE’RE TRYING TO FIND OUT IF YOUR DEAD.

and we’re going full tnt. RICHAS IS NOT DEAD!! HES IN A COMA!! unfortunate, BUT HES NOT DEAD!!

awwww richas. richas said q made him really happy and asked if q was happy with life. q said no.

BOMBS AWAY TIME!! THERE GOES THE LABYRINTH OF MEMORIES! (bot yet) he just wants to keep the memory maze. to say goodbye.

he really wants to keep the memories- damn. “why do you think your life has value?” (tilin) FUCK. FUCK. “my life never had value, neither did my memories.” (q) AAAAAAAA “they meant a lot to me dad. but they were in the past.” (richas)

THERE IT ALL GOES!!

(oops looks like lore spoiled into the main game)

water. it’s always FUCKIN WATER.

oh he’s leaving tilin? telling them not to wait for him, not to come for him.

oh okay lore over? but he didn’t die? welp lore over.

#qsmp #qsmp liveblog #qsmp quackity #some mistranslations here and there #but in my defense spanish is my second language #and im live translating #sorry! #but should be main ideas of what it is

[dragonridernoobie]

OK SO I NEEX SOME HELP WITH THIS RN, BECAUSE I'M A HEAVY SELF SHIPPER WITH ZERO WRITING SKILLS AND I'M HAVING TROUBLE VISUALIZING HOW FELL SANS WOULD REACT WITH AN S/O WITH THIS PERSONALITY

basically, s/o is kinda bat shit CRAZY. I'm talking about full blown like serial killer who would kill people in odd ways crazy. Basically, s/o lost their mind. BUT, THEY LOOK FANTASTIC. like, they look like the type to do that, but still very pretty. Kinda like mob-wife pirate vibes when it comes to her wardrobe and stuffs. Shes like, super loud as well!!

Hmmm, i will try my best. I hope you like this!!!

UnderFellSans X Reader

When unferfell sans meets reader, it was when he was at his post.

He was half asleep there intel he hears a scream.

He would telaport over there, just to see who was the poor fuck that's dieing.

What meets him was somthing he was not expecting.

There, was a cute ass human killing a monster.

If this was normal sans, he would have tried to stop them but fell sans just stands there.

Aw strucked.

After the human was done.

Fell sans would make his move.

He would go next to reader, lean on a tree, and speaks.

FellSans: "you like jazz?"

Reader would be surprised and ask why they aren't running away.

Fell sans: "Nah sweetheart. I like seeing a demon know what they are doing~"

Ya, this dude got it bad.

He would be with reader when they go into snowdin.

There, he would somehow convince his brother not to capture reader or hurt them.

Papyrus fight them though and sees how strong they are.

He would be fine with reader dating sans since they seem to be a reliable mate.

Fellsans and reader would beat up and kill some monsters here and there when reader becomes blood thirsty.

Dude, this dude would be so fucking turned on when he watches reader kill and laugh like crazy.

He loves when somone is powerful.

This dude is a simp.

#headcanon #sans x reader #x reader #underfell sans x reader #underfell sans #underfell #killer #crazy girl

[broadstbroskis]

choosing you | william nylander

a/n: rolling in late (as usual) for @antoineroussel winter fic exchange! demi, thank you for running such a wonderful fic exchange, as always! you are an angel among us for organizing this!

i had the absolute pleasure of writing for @nylwnder. i was so so SO excited to write this for you darling! i hope you enjoy!

-----

“I’m going to be alone forever!” 

Nobody even turns to look when Will throws himself in the booth. At one end, Auston and Morgan are talking about their plans for the Raptors game this weekend while Tessa tries to shove her way to Morgan’s other side to join a more interesting conversation. 

Jordan and Mikey and Marissa and Alex are next to them, comparing cute stories about their dogs. Occasionally, they’ll catch Mitch’s attention and he’ll sneak a peek at whatever picture or video has been pulled up and then throw a comment in about how Zeus is the best dog ever, before jumping right back into the debate that he’s having with you, Steph, Justin, and Audrey about which would win in a fight, a gorilla or a grizzly bear. 

“I don’t know how you don’t choose bear!” Justin repeats, even as Audrey is shaking her head at him.

“Hello?” Will whines, leaning against you. “ Did anyone hear me?”

“Being overdramatic?” You pat your hand against his, kind of patronizingly, but this type of behavior from Will isn’t really anything new. “We heard. We just don’t believe it.” You pivot right back into the debate. “Let that gorilla take a swing at ya, buddy. That’s how you don’t choose bear.”

“Thank you!” Audrey cries.

“I got people 6ft tall coming at me everyday! Bring it!” Justin throws his hands up in a challenge.

“You’re both crazy!” Steph looks at you and Audrey and shakes her head.

“People survive bear attacks!” You argue.

Mitch nods. “Gorillas are fucking savage!”

“Oh you know this from all your personal experience hanging out with gorillas?” Steph asks.

“How-how did we get here?” Will frowns, still draped over you and begging for attention.

“Well we somehow started with whether you’d rather fight the one horse sized duck or one hundred duck sized horses.” Justin explains. “But obviously, that’s-”

“-the horse sized duck.” You all chime in together.

“Oh, of course.” Will says, like your obvious conclusion was the one everyone would have reached (it should be).

“And it spiraled from there.” Audrey says.

“I, too, am spiraling.” Will tells her and she immediately fights back a laugh. “Because I’m going to die alone.”

“I guess we have to do this, then?” Justin sighs. 

“You are the married couple who’s supposed to like, have your shit together and offer good advice.” Mitch says.

“Hold up, we did not sign up for that!” Audrey says, as you and Steph laugh. “We’re like, the fun older siblings that you still get in trouble with. John and Aryne are your stable adults.”

“Can we get back to me?” Will jumps in quickly, probably worried that’s about to start another tangent.

“What’s to get back to?” You ask him. “Break ups suck. Get yourself a drink, and then a lot more, and you’ll feel worse in the morning at first, but then a little better.”

Audrey laughs at what’s become your time honored method for getting over breakups. “It just takes time, babe.” She tells him, which just makes Will look murderous. “You’ll find the right girl eventually.”

“I saw a meme the other day that everyone meets their soulmate by the time they’re like 22.” Alex turns and adds in. “So maybe you already have.”

“That was a meme?” Marissa frowns at him.

“Well nah, the meme was about like, not wanting to dive down that hole again or something.” Marissa gives Alex another look that has you all laughing. “It was funnier when you saw it, okay!” Alex protests.

“Mhmm.” She says, entirely unimpressed and Alex pulls his phone back from Mikey to start scrolling through instagram for it. 

“Finally, something helpful.” Will says, finally pulling back from you.

“What?” You ask, looking over to him, sure you heard him wrong. “What’d you just say?”

“That’s it. I’m going to go back and date all the girls I’ve already dated.”

“What?” You repeat, sure that your face is doing...something.

“That’s what Kerf just said!”

“I don’t-I don’t think that’s what he said at all.” Steph says, looking around her, like she’s waiting for confirmation from the rest of you.

“How did you get that from what he just said?” Justin asks. 

Will doesn’t even look phased at either of those comments, barreling on. “It’s genius. I’ve already found the right girl. I just have to figure out which girl I’ve dated is the right girl.”

Audrey bites her lip to fight back a laugh, but when she speaks, she’s looking directly at you. “Maybe the right girl is closer than you think.”

You send a glare at her across the table, but thankfully, Will seems too focused on figuring out what he wants to drink to try and figure out any cryptic clues she might have been trying to drop to him.

-----

“Audrey was right!” He announces to you the next afternoon, when he lets himself in your apartment after practice.

“About what?” You frown, barely looking up from your laptop and the spreadsheet you’re trying to fix.

“The right girl being closer than I think!”

Your heart stops and your head flies up. Will’s grinning back at you. He looks soft and rumpled after practice, arriving to your place in sweats and a hat, wearing his glasses, and looking like he’s ready to crash on your couch and stay there (you’d let him- you’d let him do that and more, ugh these feelings were the worst), but this? Him coming here and saying this so suddenly? It’s-

“I just ran into Jess at Starbucks!”

You close your mouth. Of course, it wasn’t you. Of course Jess was the first of the girls to re-return, and that he managed to casually run into her no less. 

“That’s awesome!” You manage. “Did you-did you grab coffee with her?”

He nods, then moves his hand back and forth. “Well, kinda. For a few minutes. She had to run to a meeting. But we’re going out later this week for real.”

It’s kind of nice to still be able to duck into your laptop and pretend the reason for the lack of smile on your face is because of work, not Will’s tall, beautiful, smart, could-be-a-supermodel ex-girlfriend. “That’s great.” You tell him and he smiles back at you, before going to make himself comfy on your couch until you’re ready to do something for dinner-a routine that’s as old as your friendship since he came to Toronto. 

It’s begun. You text Steph and Audrey.

Please live text us this disaster. Steph texts back and Audrey immediately follows it with a flaming dumpster gif. 

Jess. Is all you send back and they simultaneously text back a string of gasping emojis, which is pretty much on par for how you think this is going to go.

-----

Will throws himself on your couch dramatically hours after his date with Jess, which would be funny if you couldn’t tell he was upset. 

“What happened?” You ask, fighting back a smile. It’s not that you wanted him to have a bad time. It’s just… you’ve seen this film before. You can guess the ending.

“I don’t know.” He sighs. “It started off fine, I thought, and then she started saying how happy she was that I finally realized I was better than the rest of my friends, and that we could make this work now because of that.”

“Hm.” You say noncommittally, because none of what’s coming out of his mouth from Jess is a surprise.

He sits up at that, looking at you, kind of shocked and kind of mad, and that does surprise you. “You knew?”

“Will!” You shake your head. “Everyone knew. She didn’t make it much of a secret how much she disliked us.”

His jaw drops. “Was I the only one who didn’t know?” You nod. “And you all didn’t tell me?”

You shrug. “Well. We really didn’t think she’d last as long as she did.”

“That’s not really an excuse.” He frowns.

“You’re right,” You acknowledge, because it’s true and you and Steph and Mitch and Auston had all talked about it since. “But it took us a while to realize how different she was around you and us and by the time we did…” You trail off. “You guys had broken up. We didn’t think it’d be an issue again. We never held back after that.”

“Oh you certainly didn’t.” Will mutters, and you know he’s thinking about Abigail and everything that had been said when he’d brought her to meet you all for the first time.

“We’ve found our center!” You cry. “We’re better now!”

Will lies back down, resting his head against your leg and your hand goes to rest in his hair. Will loves having his hair played with and this is the least you can do for him. “You tell yourselves that.”

You brush some hair back from his face, smiling at how content he looks with his eyes closed and the small smile on his face. “I don’t have to, the group chat will do it for me.”

One of his eyes pops open. “There’s a group chat?”

You scratch your nails through his hair, which is probably dirty pool, because he loves that. “Shh, don’t worry about it.”

-----

Steph invites you and Audrey over for a bridal party planning session one evening and Mitch is absolutely gleeful when you walk in the door. 

“Do you know, did you hear?”

“Ugh.” Is all you have to say, reaching for the wine Steph’s already pouring you.

“Come on, man, read the room.” Audrey lectures.

“You do!” He cries, ignoring her completely. “Come on, tell me.”

“I’ve been sworn to secrecy.” You tell him, enjoying the look on his face at that.

He scowls. “We’ve been trying to get it out of him all week. He won’t say shit.” You cackle and he flips you off, grinning as he makes his goodbyes, off to Auston’s with Zeus for the dogs to have a “brodate.”

“Can you really not say?” Audrey whispers, once he’s left, as if that’s not just something you’d said to fuck with Mitch.

You nod. “It’s Alex.”

“Shut up!” Steph cries immediately. 

You raise your eyebrows as you take a sip of wine.

“Is he there now?” Audrey asks. “Like with her? Or at hers?”

You nod.

“Why didn’t we turn this into a reality show?” Audrey wonders aloud. “Forget Leaf to Leaf, the production team has a better purpose this year.”

You crack up, promising to keep them posted when you hear from Will, and with that Steph pulls a book of color samples out.

-----

“Is it me?” Will stares at you expectantly, watching you make yourself coffee the next morning, so you pour a second mug and pass it over to him.

“No.” You assure him. “Well, maybe.” He glares at you. “But really only in this case.”

He huffs. “Why didn’t this one work then?”

You burst into laughter. “Because she’s basically your brother!”

The sight he makes at that- frozen, with his mug halfway to his mouth, jaw dropped just a little- is incredible. It’s so rare that moments like that happen and you have a camera ready to capture them.

Luckily for you, you’ve got your phone in hand already and somehow, have the wherewithal to drop into the camera app and snap a picture.

“Delete that!” He says immediately.

“Never.” You stick your tongue out at him, already texting it to your group with Steph and Audrey. Caption this. 

No thoughts head empty. Steph comes back immediately. 

Audrey’s just as quick. When you can’t remember if you turned the straightener off before you left home.

SO close. You send back, even as Will tries to steal the phone from you. But it’s actually “when your best friend had to be the one to tell you that your ex and your brother are the same person down to their NAME”

Will’s stopped trying to make a play for your phone by the time you get a response back (Steph’s laugh and Audrey, queen of the gif as usual) but he’s looking at you like he’s thinking. “You-you-”

“Yes?” You ask patiently, sipping your coffee.

But there’s not a lot to say on that, you think. Even when Will and Alex had first broken up, he hadn’t been able to give you all much of a reason why at the time, just that for all they had really gotten along in so many ways, something had just seemed off about it-and she had agreed, he’d said- so they’d mutually parted ways. The parallels between her and his brother had been obvious, you thought, and you know it wasn’t just you who saw them.

“You just ruined that whole relationship.” Will says.

Apparently not obvious to Will, though.

“You were already broken up!” You protest.

“No, you ruined my memory of it.” He says with a completely straight face, which he somehow manages to keep for another minute before you realize that he’s fucking with you entirely. 

-----

Brooke arrives back into Will’s life the same way she left it last time- in a whirlwind of drama.

“She did what!” Audrey gasps and you turn the volume down quickly, eyes scanning over the waiting room around you.

“She hit him with her car!” You repeat, looking down at the FaceTime call. “I’m literally at the hospital now, waiting to hear from the doctor.”

“Jesus Christ.” Audrey’s shaking her head in disbelief. “That boy.”

“I mean,” You defend, the need to stick up for Will bubbling up inside you. “It’s not, like, his fault.”

“Not at all, but you’ve got to admit, he does get himself into some wild situations.” She hums. “Auston’s dated some real winners but even he’s never been hit by a car.”

“I-“ You don’t have much of a response to that. “He didn’t get like hit by her car; she just clipped him.”

She gives you a flat look. “That’s what you’re going with?”

“There’s the doctor.” You say lamely, and even though it’s not a lie, you can tell she can see right through you and that you’re thankful for the excuse by the knowing look on her face. “Gotta go.”

“Mmm.” She gives you another look. “Alright babe, you go make sure Will’s okay. I’ll be ready for you with the wine later.”

A nurse brings you back, smiling and chatting politely with you until you reach the area that Will’s been waiting in for a few more tests. At first, you think the bay is empty, but then you realize there are actually two people in the room.

That they’re just sitting that close.

Brooke’s hands are laced with Will’s and there are tracks of mascara running down her face. She doesn’t acknowledge you at all, even as you check in with Will and how he’s feeling, as the doctor gives him a clean bill of health and tells him to follow up with the team doctors tomorrow.

“You ready to go?” You ask Will, and somehow, someway, you already know what’s going to happen next, before Brooke even speaks.

“Actually, Will and I are going to go grab lunch.” She says smoothly. 

Your face freezes, hopefully in somewhat of a smile, but you couldn’t say at all what it was actually doing. Will untangles one hand from Brooke’s to squeeze your shoulder gently, reassuringly, as he passes, and he gives you a smile. “I’ll come see you tomorrow.” He promises, as she pulls him out of the room before you’ve even realized what’s happened.

Definitely going to need that wine. You send Audrey once you manage to collect some thoughts and realize that you’re left alone in an emergency room that wasn’t even for you.

That bad?? You can practically hear the shock in her voice.

Arguably worse. You send back.

Man. She sends. There is something about Brooke.

You don’t respond to that. There’s just something about Brooke, is right 

-----

When it’s been about a week since you’ve seen Will in person, you text him. 

Everything okay?

Everything is great! Why? Wait are you okay? He sends back right away.

Just haven’t seen you in a while! I’m good!

He likes that message and even though he’s sure to text you more frequently after that, you still don’t actually get to see him.

You end up on Audrey Holl’s couch one day when the boys are away, head in Steph’s lap as she openly laughs at you.

“You’re a mess.” Audrey says.

“That’s not news!” You pout at her. “Can you tell me how to get my best friend back, please?”

“Have you just...asked him?” Steph asks. “You sound a lot like Will right now.”

“You take that back!” You poke her leg. She’s sitting far too close to you to be saying things like that.

Steph and Audrey both laugh at that though, but it’s Steph that replies. “Again. Have you asked him to hang out with you recently?”

Your silence answers that.

“Maybe,” Audrey pours another serving of wine in your glass. “You start there.”

They only laugh at you for another few minutes before helping you draft a text to Will, asking if he’s free to hang out when he gets back from his road trip. 

It doesn’t take Will long to respond at all, confirming plans with you the day after they get back, and you settle into girls’ day feeling better than you have since Brooke came back into your lives.

-----

“I’m sorry!” Will hastens to say, but he’s balancing two coffees in hand as he kicks your door shut behind him, so you’re inclined to forgive his lateness. “My-well, it was a whole thing.”

“I was going to give you five more minutes before I sent out a search party.” You laugh, accepting the cup he offers. “Is everything okay?”

He nods. “Yeah.” Then he sighs. “I’m just happy to be here, I’ll say that.”

“Me too.” You blurt out, before you can stop yourself. “I’ve missed you!”

Will just grins. “Me too.” He says, as his phone buzzes. He looks at it, makes a face, and slides it back into his pocket. “Ready to go?”

“For breakfast still?” You throw your hand over your heart dramatically, smiling wider when he grins. “A man after my heart.”

“I know better than to let you go hungry.” Will teases. “This is really for my safety, you see.”

“Mmm.” You nod. “Yeah, uh huh. Nothing to do at all with the pancakes voted best in Toronto only last month.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Will feigns innocence and opens the door to your Uber, ignoring his phone buzzing again. “I would never make a list ranking all those places in order of menu and aesthetic to try them all and see if they’re appropriately rated.”

You’re still cackling as he climbs in beside you, confirming the restaurant for the driver. “You are absurd.”

He shrugs. “You love me anyway.”

You fight back a smile and just shake your head at him, mostly to stop yourself from blurting out that yeah, you do.

Will’s phone starts buzzing again though, and then curiosity stops you from saying anything stupid. You watch as he barely glances at it before ignoring the call and then shoves it back in his jacket pocket and then he changes the subject so quickly you don’t even have time to ask him about it.

It keeps happening though, all throughout breakfast-Will’s phone buzzing with calls and texts and him ignoring it with subject changes or funny quips. You have your suspicions by the fifth or so time it rings, but you don’t get a chance to confirm them until Will gets up to go to the bathroom and leaves his phone behind. 

Brooke’s face has appeared on his screen three times by the time he comes back and it’s ringing again when sits back down. Once again, Will barely looks at it as he ignores the call, but this time you frown. “Do you need to go?”

“Nope.” He says, and you can hear the annoyance in his voice. “I’m exactly where I want to be.”

“It doesn’t sound like someone else wants you here.” You say coolly.

“Well, she doesn’t want me to do a lot of things.” Will mutters.

“Then why are you with her?” It comes out before you can stop it and from the look on his face, the outburst surprises Will as much as it does you. “I didn’t-”

“No, go on.” He says and the silence that follows is the most awkward the two of you have ever sat through.

“I just don’t want you to be unhappy.” You say, finally. “If Brooke is who makes you happy, then great! It’s just- whenever you’re with her, you don’t seem like yourself.”

“I’m fine.” He smiles, but it doesn’t quite as bright as usual, and it feels like prime evidence that something isn’t right.

—--

It’s barely a few hours later when you hear the pounding on your door and you begrudgingly pause your twentieth rewatch of New Girl to go answer it.

“Hi?” You step back to let Will in. “Did we have plans again?”

“No.” Will shuts the door behind him. “I just-”

“Oh.” Your face falls. “Oh no. Brooke?”

“Yeah, but-”

You cut him off. “Aw, Will, I’m so sorry!” You loop your arms around him in a hug, which he quickly returns, squeezing tight. 

“You’re not.” He mutters into your hair.

“Well.” You fight back a smile into his shoulder. “I mean, I’m not sorry it wasn’t Brooke, but I am sorry it didn’t work out. I know how hard you’ve been trying.” You start to pull back, but he keeps his arm around you.

“She asked me to choose.” He says into your hair and you’re pretty sure you heard correctly, but still, you have to ask him to repeat it. “She asked me to choose. Her or you.”

“Oh.” You bite your lip and try to bury your face in his shoulder again. “Um, how-what did you-.”

Will lifts your chin up with his fingers, carefully looking you in the eye and stopping you from looking away. “There’s no choice, okay? I choose you.”

“What?” You breathe.

“I choose you.” Will repeats. “I choose you. I’ve been choosing you this whole time and I’ve been too dumb to see it. I’ll always choose you.”

“Will.” You breathe out, and for the first time, you actually see him look nervous. 

“And I hope, maybe, you’ll choose me too.” Will adds softly, so softly that if you weren’t as close as you are, you aren’t sure you would have heard him.

“Always.” You smile, and that’s all you get to say before Will kisses you.

#william nylander #hockey fanfiction #nhl fanfiction #nhl fanfic #hockey fanfic #my hockey fics

[cowpants147]

I'm watching the Teen Wolf movie and I think I'm a masochist

Liam being in Japan is so fucking random.

Him having the Nogitsune jar is even more random. Why would they trust that to Liam who wasn't in that season.

Why is Mason a deputy?

Eli has my entire fucking heart.

Dylan O'Brien took the Jeep from the set apparently so I love the idea of them having to recreate it for the movie.

Season 3 is a work of art and they're milking it for all it's worth.

"Why is Jackson here" - Scott but also me but then he won me over five seconds later.

Jackson & Ethan are still togeter. I love that so much. All my other ships might be dead but at least they're still standing.

Lydia hugging everyone is so wholesome

Malia and Parrish!! JUMPSCARE!!! I did not need that much nudity from them.

Why is this giving DCOM vibes? Seasons 1 & 2 had better production/effects than this and that is saying something.

Melissa. My Queen. I love you. You are top tier TV mum.

Do you think Derek asks for parenting advice of the Sherriff? Sherrif is giving grandpa vibes.

I would have preffered an entire movie about Coach - I have many suggestions.

Malia's one liners can stay.

Second Jumpscare: Allisons mother. She always scared me the most out of all the villains ngl.

Eli passes out when see's his own fangs. That's it. I'm adopting him.

How the hell does BEacon Hills manage to hire new deputies? Most dangerous job in the world.

Peter was holding in revenge for Derek using a blowtorch on him in season 4. I know Jeff did not think of this but I enjoy this easter egg my own brain has created.

Jackson being worried about his own tail. This man only has one personality trait but ya know what, I love it.

Chris Argent has always been quite level headed and I appreciate that about him.

"I have to try and get through to her" "she's trying to get an arrow, through you" - are we sure this isn't Stiles' kid?

They really replaced Kira but gave this new character literally 0 personality. We only just found out her name.

"I can do this" immediately gets impaled.

The cut to Peter just vigorously sniffing the ground made me snort.

Can't believe I'm saying this but ... Jackson is the high light of this movie for me.

Derek is such a supportive dad. Why couldn't we just have a spin-off of Derek raising his late bloomer werewolf child.

Since when did Beacon Hills have a college. This town has exactly 4 locations: school, hospital, sherrif station, ice-rink.

"How the hell am I supposed to see my eyes they're the things I used to see" followed straight away by "do you like riddles" "nah I'm more of a limeric guy, more rhymey". I love it.

"He kinda looks like our old chemistry teacher" "I was your chemistry teacher JAckson you complete imbocile" I'm sorry I'm dead.

People are gonna die and yet Scott is playing lacrosse.

I zoned out of most of that ending sequence.

I also skipped Derek dying in its entirety because in my mind that did not happen. I do not accept. Moving on.

If I did acknowledge that Derek was dead I'd wonder why the fuck Scott is now raising Eli instead of: Malia, Cora, Peter, Sherrif Stilinksi, literally anyone else.

Anyways. I hated everything besides Eli and JAckson. I'm gonna go read some fanfiction now instead.

#i knew this was gonna be a bad movie when it was announced but yikes #teen wolf movie #derek hale #is not dead #eli hale #he can stay #i am 100% running with the hc that he was created by the nemeton or something and is derek and stiles child #i never even shipped sterek and yet here i am

[rollingsins]

Hi! What a nice surprise to wake up to. I'm on my way to work and reading this now cause I am desperate and can't wait until my break. Let's go!

Ugh Richie get your nasty cheetoh fingers off of her! R doesn't want to catch your crusty disease.

Oh boy. R will have a bruise cause of Richie. He is dead. Tara will gut him. See ya never again, bye! 👋🏼

Lol immediately R screams. Love that. She doesn't let Richie boss her around. Good.

Oh fuck yes! Well done Sam! Even if he isn't Ghostface, she should have kicked him out anyway. Finally Sam came to her senses. Better late than never.

Ha go drag his sorry ass! Too much to drink and just saw her. What a creep he is. Seriously, can Tara please kill him?

BITCH YOU AINT NOBODYS FRIEND. NO ONE LIKES YOU YOU DISGUSTING STINKY MAN!

Oh no. Go get Tara! RUN R!

lol, terrible timing cause Tara is probably getting stabbed right now but I knew it! That stupid darn whistle was entirely useless! Take that, whistle. I won.

Uff. My heart. Tara is never scared. She always has the upper hand. Now she can't do anything. Poor baby. She's probably so scared to die and leave R. R, just throw Richie at Ghostface and save Tara. He's expendable.

Hmm. Ghostface is bigger than Tara. That's not a miracle cause it applies to nearly everyone...

Okay, I hate Richie as much as the next person but "Mister Ghostface" made me cackle in the bus. That's so stupid but funny.

Hmm. Ghostface attacked the police. So maybe not Judy? But she is even more desperate to solve the murders for Wes so that's where the frustration can come from!

Tara 🥺

DAD SHUT UP. Of course Tara wants to see R. Blood or not. Ugh, men 🙄

Lol yes. Everyone against Richie. You go Dad!

Poor Sam. YOU GO SAM YES DRAG RICHIE THROUGH THE MUD. BADASS LADY

Unless she wasn't expecting it. Someone she knew. Who de we know that can break into a house and disarm an alarm. JUDY SHE IS A TRAINED SHERIFF. COME ON PEOPLE. (I hope in right cause I can't imagine/think of someone else...)

AS IF IT'S SAM. Nah ah. She would never hurt Tara. It's Mindy before it would EVER be Sam. No way in hell. (If it is Sam I will come for you btw)

Lol Mindy is prepared! Love that. (That you need a girlfriend line feels like a call out cause I also heavily thought about who Ghostface is... I just don't have a folder)

Nope. I take it back. Don't love it. Mindy is the horror buff but she fails to see the obvious connection of the victims being linked to R, so she accused Sam!?? Not in my watch! Obviously I don't want Tara to get caught but Sam IS NOT Ghostface! Focus people and figure it out. Ugh.

Oh right the police outside! Who can control the police? JUDY HICKS.

Yes Tara, please kill Richie. Pretty please 🙏

No Mindy you're not right and if you don't shut up I will punsh you.

Being in the hospital didn't work out that great for Tara in the movie...

How adorable is it that Tara got sliced and diced yet she still wants to protect R. Murderous tendencies aside, she really is the perfect girlfriend!

Phew what a chapter. Dragging Richie is my favorite past time activity.

Onto the suspects!

Richie clearly is not Ghostface. What a shame. Sam absolutely no way in hell. The Scooby Gang nah. As if they cared that much about Wes or anyone else to get revenge on Tara and R. That just leaves Judy! Who else could it be?? Someone strong and trained to take out an alarm system. Someone who knows about Tara and R. Wes probably told her. It's her.

🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

I live for your reviews 😭 please never stop. Re suspects… everyone is a suspect

#ask #ghostface!tara #spoilers

[jams-sims]

Heres the thing about Gojo death, we all low key knew he was gonna die. But like no one wanted to be right, I know I didn't. Sure their a theory going around that saying oh! He's gonna come back because he said goodbye to his friends in the afterlife.

So let's break it down- let's stack up the reason to why he's just gone.

He's wearing Toji outfit and died pretty much the same way.

Gege legit said that Gojo was going to die.

Gege also said way early that only like 1 character would survive or some shit like that. Like either everyone was going to die or one person was going to live. I'm assuming Yuji just gonna be ball in with the trauma and still not do MC shit.

Megumi is as good as gone, Nobara either gonna pop back up or ya know they really whole ass forgot about her. Like if Quxin from CSM can come back so can Nobara but like Fuji cares about his female characters soo

If Gojo isn't dead what would most likely happen is that. We get 4 months of other people fighting as if Gojo isn't cut in half. The fandom is in despair. An like he did before, Gojo raises again.

Bit that's mean we gotta sit through a bunch of fuckin fight- I don't know who Kashimo is nor do I care about him. I'm not even a Gojo glazer I like Kenjaku and hate the shit out of Sukana. My favorite character is Yuji on the hero side. Like out of all the people to jump the fuck in like they are the one.

I hope Sukana turns the fuck around and splits him in half.

Also to that ugly ass man who said "I don't condone Jumping" nah Jump Sukana ass. JUMP HIM

But also I wouldn't object to Megumi crawling through Sukana throat to cry. An scream for Gojo to get up and call him dad. That the only angst I will accept.

#jjk 236 #jjk spoilers

[fanfiction-artist-prototype]

20 questions for writers, tagged by @aobawilliams

how many works do you have on ao3? 76!! If i hadn't purged a few a couple years ago (and they truly were ones that needed to be gone forever and i feel no guilt bc they all had like 3 views and i think they were all mine tbh.) it'd probably be nearly 200 by now.

what's your total ao3 word count? 1,126,631... hm. Maybe i have a problem? nah. I'm sure it's fine.

What fandoms do you write for? My Hero Acadamia; Trash of the Count's Family; Person 5; Batman; Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild; Danny Phantom; Justice League; Miraculous Ladybug; Fire Emblem: Three Houses; SK8 the Infinity; Megamind; Kiss the Abyss; White Collar; Dio Field; Scum Villain Self-saving System

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? 1) The old bait and switch 2) Uncle John 3) #NewestWayne is trending 4) Blood Stains the skin red 5) Rooks and Bishops don't get to choose their moves

Do you respond to comments? why/why not? I do occasionally. I guess it depends on what kind of comment it is? If it's a 'More!' or 'Update?' comment i just ignore it. I also tend to leave like emoji comments on their own bc honestly like thank you for giving me an emoji but i am a bit lost as to what I'm exactly meant to respond with you know? Longer comments or compound sentence comments are the ones i tend to respond to purely because there tends to be something to respond to!

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Oh god... uh. I had to have a quick glance and... i don't really know? There's a few options okay! You have 'Fine, I'll do it Myself' as a strong contender because of the whole 'the person you most love is trapped an entire universe away and you have to wait years to see him again' vibe going on. There's 'Blood Stains the Skin red' because it's literally about what if shit was even more fucked than canon and Midoriya had blood in his hands. Oh! Or "We Don't Remember a Boat in a Bottle" which damn... forget how angsty that one was ngl. I mean there's also 'Group hug' where the champions reunite post BOTW only for Link to die in their arms... (These are the especially angsty ones like the question asked bc honestly... most of my fics are angsty.. hehe.)

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Between 'well then...' and 'This is Love' both Trash of the count's family fics. Well Then is a strong contender because it's just a silly little 'identity reveal is so misconstrued everyone thinks there's *so* much angst and the protag is just vibing. like cale literally starts having a canon-typical spiral bc he thinks people are trying to intimidate him and it's kike a 17 year old being like 'im telling my adopted dad/adopted big brother about all the fun me and my younger siblings have had!' And 'This is Love' is still in progress but each chapter end is a comedy so ya know.

Do you get hate on fics? I used to. I don't really clean my fics up all that well since i tend to miss things so i just stopped and the only times i ever tried to get a beta i got blew off so.. Anyway. I used to get shit and told my work was so horrendous that I was lying about english being my first language. Even looking back at it now it's horseshit that it was 'that bad' bc it really wasn't. I also got this one guy who got really pressed because he didn't have the reading comp to see the tags 'canon divergence' and 'crack treated seriously' and then understand why the characters in the fic weren't acting canon compliant.

Do you write smut? if so, what kind? I do, kind of? Like I've written something that *I* would class as smut but it's not like *full on* explicit descriptions of stuff so it is smut but not in the way people would probably normally think? It's my fic 'pretty boy' and im not even going to lie it was my excuse to write a praise kink fic for Cloeph/Cale.

Do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one? OH DO I. I don't publish nearly as many crossovers as I used to. When I had a wattpad that bitch was almost nothing BUT crossovers. I've written: Ass Class/OHSHC, Ass Class/BNHA, DC/MLB. Those are my tame ones. I have 2 in the works and i think they fit the 'craziest crossovers you've written.' They are: Scum Villain/Trash of the Counts family (aka woke up as a scum villain show down) and Persona 5/BNHA (aka i make Akechi's life so much worse)

have you ever had a fic stolen? Yeah, I had one of my Miraculous Ladybug fics stolen, but i contacted AO3 and it got taken down.

have you ever had a fic translated? No, not with my permission at least. I've had a few people as permission that I've given but they haven't been uploaded so. I have a rule that if it's translated i'd like it to stay on ao3 and unfortunately not a lot of the people interested in translating my fics want to translate them on the archive so i've said no a bunch of times.

have you ever co-written a fic? Yep. A friend-insert fic from when i was 12 with my friend cookie on wattpad. Alas, it is lost to time.

what's your all-time fave ship? There is not a singular answer to this so imma pass-

what's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will? All of them. But probably my Persona 5/BNHA crossover. Like I really want to write it but every time i open the document i just sit there like 'eugh.'

what are your writing strengths? According to my creative writing class leader, it's my descriptions and suspense build ups.

writing weaknesses? Again, according to my class leader, it's my inability to resist telling rather than showing. Also I sometimes make my sentences too long, when i could cut them shorter.

thoughts on writing dialogue in another language? It depends? For example if it's something that *absolutely* must be there - for example if I was to write a Percy Jackson fanfic and some exchange in the book was in broken greek/english then YES, but if its not something like that then no i just slap the text in italics and make sure it's obvious somewhere in text a non-english language is being spoken.

first fandom you wrote for? Batman. Self insert fan fic.

fave fic you've ever written?

Ooh..mm.

So. Proper hard question here because like how am i supposed to choose ya know?

It comes down to though, when im pushed to answer, probably 'the old bait and switch'.

I wrote that bitch in the car to high school and between revising for exams so it holds a special place in my heart.

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Tagging...........

@gremlin-bot , @grubus (hope its okay to tag you), @salaapaoo and @vveirdnobdy

#ask game #20 questions

[vergilberg]

i'm not in yakuza mode right now, which is unfortunate bc i love Happier Than Ever'verse! so have some fuckin . snippets or something 😭 im literally only capable of writing dialogue for this AU

[id: Haruka — “I buried you! I buried you, and I thought you were dead, and for the longest time I thought you were never going to come back and right when I started accepting that, you did. I just — I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep seeing you leave and come back like it’s nothing, because it is something - to us, to me. You’re here but, to me, your feet are still in the grave. And you — you won’t let us pull you out of it.” /end id]

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[id: 1969 is not the year of the tiger, but it is the year that Shintaro Kazama meets Futoshi Shimano /end id]

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[id:

“It’ll be less if we leave now and if the police aren’t looking!” Sohei laughs, “you know how I drive.”

What was it Sohei used to say? He drives like how he fucks: hard and fast? Ugh. Shintaro was going to die.

/end id]

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[id: If Kazama, Nishiki, and Yumi are dead, then Kiryu is a ghost - lingering too long around their graves, in the early morning mist and the light smoke from the burning incense. In a more literal sense, it’d be easy to mistake Kiryu for some kind of spirit, with his longer, greying hair, and tired eyes - not to mention the fact that, legally, he is supposed to be dead. /end id]

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[id:

Shimano — “Look at this place. What the hell are you doing Kazama?”

Kazama — “You won’t — you won’t understand anything even if I told you.”

Shimano — “Really? Try me. Explain.”

Kazama — “An orphanage —“

Shimano — “Yeah, I know—“

Kazma — “For - for the children of … of those I’d killed. I … figured I’d save them. Give them a chance at life, and, you know, I could try to be—“

Shimano — “Try to be what? A good person?”

Kazama — “I … yes. Yes. To be a good person.”

Shimano — “Hah. That’s fucking funny. You think just … taking them in is gonna erase the fact that ya killed their parents in the first place? Ya think you can just…. atone fer yer sins by helpin’ the people ya hurt?”

Kazama – “What did you want me to do?! Abandon them?! Leave them to the wolves?! Is that what you wanted from me?!”

Shimano – “Nah… that’s not it. What I wanted was fer ya to own up to your shit, Shintaro. Ya think yer doin’ good, do ya? Ya think yer a good person, doin’ all o’ this?! Well, yer wrong.”

Kazama – “At least I’m better than you are. You probably would’ve killed them too.”

Shimano – “Nah, this isn’t about me. Now – are ya? Are ya really better than me? At least I have the fuckin’ balls to own up to the horrible shit I’ve done fer the clan. You – yer tryin’ to be noble to cover up the fact that yer a goddamn murderer. Bein’ noble doesn’t mean shit if ya ain’t got anything to back it up, and ya sure as hell don’t. Not with how ya keep yer hits all hush-hush nowadays.”

Kazama – “What are you trying to say then? That you’re the good person between us? That you’re noble? Don’t make me laugh. You – you revel in the blood, the violence, the death that we live in. You’re a fucking monster.”

Shimano – “Yeah? Well, yer not a good person either, Shintaro. I dunno how ya got it into yer head that ya were, but yer fuckin not. Yer a yakuza – we are yakuza – but yer hands…. they’re bloodier than most. How many people have ya killed? And how many o’ those kids of yer’s aren’t gonna know their parents ‘cause of you? Some o’ them? All o’ them? There ain’t a difference - not in the world we live in. Spilt blood is spilt blood, all th’ same. Ya have the damn gall – the nerve – to say I’m a monster? I have some fuckin’ news for you then. Yer a monster too, and I ain’t gonna let ya forget it.”

/end id]

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[id:

Majima — “What’s worse, d’you think?”

Saejima — “Hm?”

Majima — “What’s worse? Th’ fact that he keeps leaving or… the fact he keeps coming back?”

Saejima — “Hm. Yer accent’s slippin’.”

Majima — “My — for god’s sakes, just answer the damn question.”

Saejima — “Sometimes people jus’ come an’ go like that, Majima.”

Majima — “And him? You call that just ‘coming and going?’”

/end id]

#yakuza #rgg #yakuza fanfiction #haruka sawamura #shintaro kazama #futoshi shimano #kiryu kazuma #goro majima #taiga saejima #kazuma kiryu #majima goro #saejima taiga #shimano futoshi #kazama shintaro #happier than ever verse #v writes things #KNOWING HOW TO CHARACTERIZE PEOPLE? WHAT'S THAT? (starts screaming and crying)

[yours-etc]

TW: Mentions of abuse/harm (no descriptions of it)

Max and Eddie duo supremacy!!!

Eddie does not like Billy check. So this contains Billy slander.

——————

Eddie Munson couldn’t possibly hate a person more than he hated Billy Hargrove. He was the scum of the earth for all Eddie could care.

He first met Hargrove on Billy’s first day, Eddie’s second senior year. The second that boy walked through the school doors Eddie clocked him. That boy likes to kiss boys. It wasn’t a question.

Billy wasn’t Eddies type. He’d never admit it, but he like softer looking boys (cite his junior year crush on the all American boy Steve Harrington).

Eddie however was Billy’s type. But let’s be honest with ourselves, Hargrove would fuck anything with a pulse.

About one month in Billy cornered him after school one day, “Heard you who I need to see.”

This left a lot to the imagination.

“See for what? I proved a multitude of services, be more specific” Eddie didn’t feel the need to banter or tease like he normally did. Billy had this anger in him that he could just feel. Eddie was stupid but he didn’t go around point bears.

Hargrove backed him up to the wall, trapping him in.

“How about you give me a gram or two, I’ll give you…” He fades off and steps closer.

Eddie scoffs, “Billy I may be the only other gay man here for a hundred miles, but let me be fully transparent. I would rater nail my foot to the ground than fuck you.”

He didn’t take kindly to that.

Billy was a bully. So, when the town freak shows up with a busted lip and black eye no one scolds him or even takes a second glance at EddieWell besides Harrington who had a matching black eye and an equal hatred of Billy Hargrove.

When he heard about Billy’s death in the Starcourt fire he wasn’t going to pretend that he’d miss the guy. Eddie found the whole Starcourt fire to be strange, but he never looked into it. He just felt like something was off about it. It was the ‘80s and it was Hawkins, what didn’t feel off.

Then he meet Max Mayfield a few months later.

Max moved into the trailer park soon after the fire. She was a quiet kid, always had her headphones on. He didn’t know her before hand, but people talk. Say how she’s practically a shell of herself now, how she sees the school therapist once a week.

“She watched her brother die,” they all whisper in the halls. And as much as Eddie was glad Billy was gone, it wasn’t worth it to watch a young girl walk around like she wasn’t there.

“She looks a helluva lot like you when you first rolled up here,” Wayne said one day when max was skating around the gravel.

The Munsons and Mayfields didn’t interact much. One day Wayne made too much chili and sent Eddie over to deliver some to the neighbors. By this time Eddie had taken Dustin, Mike, and Lucas under his wing. He had heard them talk about max. Eddie felt like he practically knew everything about this girl (heard many a stories of her kicking Lucas out on his ass when he fucked up, it made Eddie strangely proud).

When Max opened the door to see Eddie standing there she looked a bit lost.

“Hey Eddie, whatcha doing here? Did one of the guys forget some D&D thing?”

Eddie laughed, “Nah, Wayne made too much chili, we’re handing it out to the neighbors. Wanted to know if you’d like some?” He could see her mom passed out on the couch. A familiar scene to him, his heart cracked a bit.

“Umm… yeah sure,” she reached out for the bowl, “Thank you, I’ll wash the bowl when we finish it.”

“Take your time, I know where ya live,” He said sending a wink her way.

Five months later and the whole Vecna situation happens.

Eddie wakes up in a hospital bed with a tired looking Steve Harrington (that crush certainly came back full force).

“Hey Stevie”

“Hey Eds” Steve smoothed down Eddie’s hair and tucked it behind his ear, they have to talk about that one later.

“Where is everyone? Did l it work? Is it safe? How’d -“ Eddie tried to sit up but his sides screamed with pain.

Steve forced him to lay back down, “Easy there tiger, you can’t walk around just yet”

Harrington explained how they got everyone out, El closed the portal, and they rushed him and Max to the hospital.

“Wait what happened to Max?”

Eddie demanded that him and Max share a room. It made it easier on the kids and Steve and Robin to have them in the same place.

Max woke up a week later on Wednesday afternoon. Everyone was out picking up lunch so it was just the two of them. By then Eddie could move around a bit better.

“Hey there Mad Max” and Eddie’s face were a surprising yet welcoming thing to come back to.

After a while the two of them were released from the hospital. And once Eddie could drive again he carted Max along with him to and from school and physical therapy. He built her a ramp for her trailer and yelled at the High School board for not having wheelchair accessible entrance at the front of the building.

Max started walking a bit better and had to move to a less intensive physical therapy. They first day she walked in with her cane, Eddie by her side incase she needed help.

She checked in at the reception desk, “Hi I have an appointment for Maxine Mayfield.”

The receptionist looked up at the read head, “Splendid, and who is here with you today?”

With out missing a beat she replies “My brother, Edison Munson.”

Eddie cried about it in Steve’s room that night. He had never felt like he ever truly belonged anywhere until he met the party, until the was Max and Steve.

He was technically cleared of all charges, but rumors about him still circulated. And some nights he thought it just be better to run away, to disappear and leave this bell hole. But he had a sister he needed to look out for.

And maybe he hated Billy, for what he did. For how his death still hunts Max. For all the stories he hears about the guy. Yeah he hated Billy Hargrove, but no one deserves to die like that.

He despised that guy, but he was so eternally grateful for Hargrove’s sister, for his sister.

#max and eddie #eddie munson #steve harington #stranger things #eddie is max’s big brother #i wrote this and i’m not sure if it makes any sense #i love these two more than life itself #max mayfield #billy hargrove sucks

[imjustherefortheaesthetic]

An incomplete list of shit my best friend has said

"I'm an amoeba. I do not conform to human ideals. I am simply slime."

"The trees have ears and I speak Vietnamese."

"If I ever start sucking dick for money, I'm gonna do it so that I have a loyal customer base." (he's straight)

"So shut the fuck up Captain Marshmallow Brain."

"Now everyone but me is a coward."

"Are you saying you want to play with a nipple every time you open your wallet? That's kinda lesbian not gonna lie."

"Fuck those wasps, they have delicious things hidden in their nests, I know it."

"I'll fucking stab you all."

"I'll smack that duck's ass so hard it comes out of its mouth."

"2+2=4. Infinity = death. Quick maths. Die you bastard die."

"I don't even think he's the smartest tool in the junk drawer."

"He's like a marmoset with a screwdriver."

"I'll moderate you in real life next time I see you, ya fuck."

"Ace keeps trying to non-consensually show me their spreadsheet."

"You aren't smart enough to be a smart ass."

"I mean there's the complete overlay of kinky ace people who play D&D."

"conspiracy theory noises"

"Can my gender role be weird dude who lives in the woods?"

"God is dead and I personally handled his execution. How may I help you?"

"I don't give a damn about your haunted lightbulb. Maybe it'll float over your head and you'll have an idea."

"Glad to know the single brain cell I have in my head occasionally coughs out entertainment in its dying gasps."

"Sometimes sucking a dick does not mean you're a bottom."

"God is taking a nap and left me in charge of you fucks, so who wants a fireworks launcher?"

"I really want a milkshake right now, does that mean I have a lust for cows? Nah that's stupid!"

"Why are dicks getting severed and am I allowed to do it without putting it in my mouth first?"

"You say that like I don't already show my nipples to random strangers."

"Don't sell your soul or your sanity to make your petunias better than Betty's."

"I wear a fucking garrote wire in my hair, go nuts."

"I mean fair, but I'm at least a decently advanced version of a magpie right?"

"Or what? I'm the one with a TSA horror jacket!"

"VIVA LA CHAOS!"

"Jellyfish do not commit ethical or moral violations."

Okay first of all, I am not Bitch, I am THE Bitch and it's Mr. Bitch thanks."

"Oh fuck I'm useful."

"Silence, I have so much blackmail on you."

"I'm all of those things (except femboy) and more it's called being talented."

"I don't have a 'superiority complex'. I'm just superior."

#friends #bff #best friend #quotes #funnyshit #funny post #out of context shit #chaotic duo

[nihils-trolls]

-- maliciousElectrode [ME] began trolling tintedUbiquity [TU] --

ME: HeY

ME: Al

ME: BuddY

TU: :// literally what do you want

ME: What. I Can't saY hi to You now?

TU: :// never said that

TU: :// but usually youve got something in mind whenever you bother me

ME: OuCh. and I thought we were friends =:[

ME: Nah, You right though. Did Y' finish setting things up?

TU: :// sure did. why do you ask

ME: Well

ME: You see

ME: OkaY

ME: LeMMe first prefaCe with this. Do You think this'll aCtuallY work? TU: :// what kind of question is that

TU: :// i mean. yeah the whole point of going through all this was to make it work wasnt it

ME: Yeah but like. realistiCallY. on a sCale from 1-10, 1 being we fuCking die, 10 being I get to dangle Mar off a Cliff

TU: :// theres no cliffs around here

ME: Not the fuCking point al

TU: :// i dunno. like at least a 7 at least. 7 being the crews gutted enough that theyll just fade out

ME: Huh.

ME: It's just. I haven't seen MuCh of 'eM latelY. I know for a faCt theY're Mad beCause like, who wouldn't be

ME: But part of Me's like. What's even the point. I'M just tired of this shit

TU: :// i get you. but knowing mar hes not just gonna let go of any of that. previous and what we pulled recently

TU: :// petty motherfucker ill tell you that. but you already know

ME: UnfortunatelY

TU: :// i think that if you stopped now

TU: :// things might chill for like a few months max. but then its back to where you started out x10

TU: :// as soon as that stuff happened with gwin this was all inevitable. not like its your fault this started.

TU: :// don't gotta put up with this bull and i dont want you to move across the state to get out of dodge ya hear

ME: I hear

TU: :// good

TU: :// mars had this coming to him since forever ago. if it wasnt you and me itd be someone else

TU: :// the only question i still have is what the fuck is at hq still that you want so badly

ME: Stuff. n' things.

ME: I'll tell Ya' in person. How's that?

TU: :// its fine i guess. surprised you even thought about giving me a direct answer

TU: :// that all? just a little bit busy right now

ME: Yeah I guess

ME: Better aCtuallY stop bY or I won't tell

-- tintedUbiquity [TU] ceased being trolled by maliciousElectrode [ME] --

#mayara stuff #allaik #nihil writes #kind of #operation: shove it #final movement

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Russia's hypernormalization hit america so fucking hard our presidents are gonna become kings.

I wonder if R's really think it a good idea to make people lose confidence in the government and all systems. Because they're doing a fantastic job ensuring nobody can really give a shit anymore.

Much like how Dems have Absolutely No Plan after Biden's second stolen term (only stolen in that he lied about being an interim) (because the elections are nothing if not completely corrupt unless blue wins) they also have no plan when SCOTUS permanently sends the country down the shitter.

It's just a reality TV show until we decide to do something. Sucks but, dems of all variety, ain't gonna do shit. Just gonna sit on their hands and bitch. Sucks to suck but, Dems aren't gonna be the solution. They're more of a shitty doorstop.

Dems once had The Hype. It's gone and dead now, now we argue if a Genocide is moral so long as a Blue person is aiding or committing it. We were so excited about raised minimum wages, making the rich pay back trump's tax cuts, fix schools, universal healthcare, better work protections...

But sure ya'll. Let's energize the voter by saying you can't criticize Dear Leader because he did nothing to earn anyone's respect or trust and instead killed the hype and made us scared to demand better, but he's not Dump, so he's clearly infallible and anything less than sheer devotion is republican.

Nah man. What's republican is Dear Leadering Biden like R's did Dump. Like...ya'll? Just google this dude's history and he stops being anything but another corporate crony. Dude's sub-human in so many points of history.

All I'm saying is: Dems demanded better from Dump but refuse from Biden. R's don't even demand better from anyone. Why the shit are Dems being republican on progress? How is he supposed to know shit if half of his base supports genocide and the other just wanted 4 day work weeks? How is he supposed to know shit other than making that easy oil money of tens of thousands of known casualties, half being children? That one's obvious, he knows he's fucking up but no one is holding him accountable, so he doesn't care, and next term he's given the keys to all our homes to burn and rob.

For people to defend a genocide with "of course he was going to be pro-israel" Ever consider the problem is he's pro-genocide because you idiots enable him? This is exactly what ya'll are demanding?

Oh and the Larpers claiming they'll stop supporting him if he stops the genocide? Understand that sounds like a Great Thing. To kick you out of the group of dems? Yes. When ya have a nazi at the table of 10, they're all nazis. Congrats Dems. You're now Nazis. Undeniably. Your body count is now higher than Dump's. At least I didn't expect any better from him, ya'll had me believing I could with Biden, until ya let him decay further and further until he became a whipped bitch for corporations. Just saying, at least Dump simply GOT millions and millions killed by covid for political gain, Biden's just aiding in a genocide because he has absolutely no morality or ethics you can trust, because, again, Pro-Genocide. But also because he's just gotta go with the popular opinion! Not...Not the actual one, but the one's that will net him votes from those who laclkcritical thinking and flip flop their empathy depending on the victim.

Just sayin'. If Biden was mostly aiding in the tens of thousands of deaths of children and any minority inside america, Dems would support it. Because it's Blue no Matter Who! Nah, realistically they'd be mad because now it matters to them...somehow. Yeah the people you'll never meet? They can Die. But your fruity friends? Well, clearly they're The Most in danger right now as we speak (Ignore Palestine's 70 years of oppression by Israel) (oh yeah and that whole Active genocide thing) (seriously stop focusing on the child crying over his father's blown up corpse CARE ABOUT THE GAYS WHO HAVE NEVER BEEN SAFER)

and remember you HAVE to vote for Biden because even though it costs the lives of tens of thousands, when it Really Fucking Shouldn't?????????????? It's an important... PFFFFT...haha..."""sacrifice""" (people think other country's I don't know about matter?) to protect the gays! They're what this election is 100% about! Minorities. (In america) (Must be virtue signallable) (preferably black, mexican, gay or trans) (but not some other label) (human lives are cheap) (blue no matter who!)

AREN'R YOU ENERGIZED AS SHIT TO VOTE FOR GENOCIDE!?!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN EVERY ARGUMENT I MADE IN SUPPORT OF GENOCIDE MADE YOU NOT WANT TO VOTE FOR BIDEN? WHY DO YOU CARE ABOUT PALESTINIANS!?!? THEY'RE LESS HUMAN THAN AMERICAN GAYS!!!!

Really consider the fact R's and the rich approve of the genocide, that Biden is working with both, because ya'll MFs can't be consistent morally, ethically, or logically. Of course he's aiding in a genocide, the only people being fucking understandable are R's and the rich, because they're consistent, Murder is Good, I just wish Dems weren't Actually Worse about that than R's. R's can be seen through with a hint of critical thinking, Dem's will actively Lie about their morals and beliefs the second it becomes inconvenient. Ya can't trust a grift ever, and my friends, Biden is a grift.

Weak. Dems are Weak. I can see why R's have more confidence in their rapist leaders, they're surprisingly consistent when you ignore the public relation noise and focus on the Larp.

A republican 10 years ago to this day still thinks a lynching is appropriate when seeing a Brown. Dems will claim otherwise unless it hurts Dear Leader's chances at re-election. Because in their mind, anything short of Percieving Perfection is tantamount to treason.

Biden could come out and repeat what he's said with Israel and Palestine about R's and minorities and I guarantee you this, most Dems will flip flop because now? Dems got their own Larp, and it's that Biden is the best president of allllll time! He...he has...he has to do something first. Something historic? Like. Raise minimum wage? Shit man.

No. You're supposed to demand better. Not demand worse. Not demand genocide. Not demand our Leader be Cruel and a Grifter. You aren't even necessarily expected to not vote for him, let alone against him. Just Demand Accountability. Demand Better. Demand Leadership. Instead? He hides behind his God Awful Sub-Human cohorts to speak for him.

We heard you loud and clear Biden. Anti-Genocide is Evil in your eyes, Genocide is Moral. I heard you, and ya lost my vote completely for it. The chance of apology has passed, the chance of regaining votes lost. He told everyone his ethics are that Genocide is Moral.

What would've make him votable, kept him votable, is the fact he'd listen, and would do what is Ethical and Moral. The fact we Can Demand Change. The fact we can Approach And Consider. Y'know, like what you're supposed to do with your leaders. Not just accept them as Gods of perfection.

But sure. Telling disenfranchised voters that their opinions don't matter and People and Children Just Have To Die For Biden, that demanding leadership or any accountability is actually rather Republican! Yes Dems are saying exactly this right now. Because otherwise? Maybe don't tell people they just have to accept the guy who's done nothing but kill the hype, and Kill Children.

Maybe don't tell disenfranchised voters that that whole silly genocide thing isn't as compellig to your morals as the possibility...it's..it's not a possibility. I'm not sorry, Dump ain't ever getting in office again. What we're doing is working with the definite second term Biden right now. And the fact we're letting him commit a Genocide simply due to fear mongering? That's not the Dems I remember.

Okay so, After Biden gets the second term, what are we gonna do about that "silly ol genocide thing?" Because I sure hope you idiots aren't seriously considering he can get a third term? Remember how tens of thousands of children died thanks to this guy? Because you refused to demand he simply...not. do that? Maybe Biden could simply, not? Come with the Thousands of Dead Children baggage? Maybe we can ask him to y'know, drop the dangling corpses of, again, children, and instead, be reasonable?

y'know, we used to say Dump was going to commit a genocide. The fact we got exactly that? I really, really, don't have the energy to vote. I don't have that blue no matter who in me anymore. Because Dems are as bad as R's with their Dear Leader.

just a dump in blue, of course he's smarter, but fact is, he's still a politician. Not your friend. Not your hero. Not shit. He's never been shit and will be passed on in history books. Because again, he's actively done nothing his entire career, except hurting minorities. Or sniffing kids. Yeah sorry, ya can't ignore that one anymore. Demand leaders that aren't genocidal pedophiles, dems, do better than R's.

Just saying. Maybe we shouldn't demand diet dump as our leadership? Maybe instead of just letting these people be completely unchained is a bad idea? Maybe just because R's are blatantly corrupt, doesn't mean Dems aren't at least halfway as much? Because the whole of the government is corrupt and broken.

Idunno man, seems REAL fucking lucky that in a 2 party system, that somehow, miraculously, only One Party is actually moral and good and perfect. Seems more likely that one party fell apart and the other party simply hasn't, but they're both shit. They both are pro-genocide. And there is no fixing that other than to minimize a genocider's voice. That requires more parties to make such a decision absolutely a political suicide thing, instead of simply one thing to consider.

Really

Understand your shortsightedness will lead to another R president. No on after Biden. And dems just exposed how little they believe in the words they've said. I don't trust dems when they say "genocide good" and "save the gays!" on the same profile. Hopefully. Dema will understand that kinda shit is why people left R's. That this is an open wound that will only fester.

Dems enabled their genocidal immorality. It's only a matter of time before they're as bad as R's. Sorry that I make it a principle to not support Genocide. I'm sorry for you thinking that's a necessary "sacrifice" when you could've simply demanded better instead of compromising your morals for a dude who has never done shit for you.

#biden