#tawticd

[beansprean]

Every Night's Like an Open Frame

A lil sequel to “Waiting on Mr. Right” ;)

Series also on AO3!

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ID: 1a. Aerial shot of a parking lot with one car and a single story building with a temporary sign strapped onto it that says ‘open all night’. A permanent sign on a pole out front says 'Arden Heights Dark Bowl' in purple LEDs, several letters burnt out. A speech bubble pops out of the building that says, 'Guillermo!' 1b. Inside, a medium shot of Nandor and Guillermo facing each other in profile, bowling lanes with LED striping in the background. A monitor is hung above them listing their scores up to the sixth frame, showing Nandor at 46 and Guillermo at 52 with two additional strikes in the last two frames. A little cartoon bowling pin appears on screen, saying 'strike!' The entire room is lit with neon green, purple, and red lights. Nandor sweeps his arm toward the scoreboard angrily and shouts, 'Why did you not tell me you were such a skilled bowler?!' Guillermo tosses his arms out and snaps back, 'Because that’s the first question you’ve asked me all night! You’ve only been talking about yourself!' 1c. Shot of Guillermo over Nandor’s shoulder, showing only one other occupied lane a ways behind him. Nandor throws his arms up, fingers curling in a strangling motion, and replies, 'You said asking questions was a first date activity! This is our second!' Guillermo slumps with a tired frown, pointing out, 'Only technically! The getting-to-know-eachother part is continuous, Nandor. You’re not getting to know me at all.' 1d. Reverse shot of Nandor, who crosses his arms and huffily asks, 'Oh, so you are not interested in hearing about my large penis and great vampiric powers?' 1e. Reverse shot of Guillermo, who purses his lips together and glares back, cheeks flushed. 1f. Repeat. Guillermo mumbles through gritted teeth, '…Not the point.' 1g. Medium shot of them both in profile. Nandor leans forward with a triumphant smile, poking his finger at Guillermo’s face, and crows, 'Aha! See? I am providing the necessary information to ensure you will agree to future dates!' Guillermo leans back away from his pointing finger, pouting in embarrassment and glaring to the side. He mumbles back, 'Shouldn’t I get to do that, too?' 1h. Shot from behind Nandor as he whips around to face the viewer, back to Guillermo, a triumphant grin still wide on his face. He says, 'No need!' Guillermo peers suspiciously at him from the background. 1i. Close up of Nandor’s hand as he sinks his fingers into a red 16-pound bowling ball on the return rack, Guillermo visible behind him clutching his own arm and looking mildly confused. Nandor continues, 'I have already decided how I feel about you.' 1j. Close up of Nandor in profile on a bubbly pink background as he holds up the ball in front of his face to inspect it with a serious expression. He says, 'I cannot imagine anything you could say that would make me want you more.' Close up of Guillermo staring at him, eyes wide and sparkling, cheeks flushed, as Nandor continues, 'Or anything that would keep me away.' 1k. Wide shot, bust of Guillermo small in the center, blushing and looking frustrated with himself as he thinks, 'Why is this working for me?' The background is full of dancing red flags. Offscreen, Nandor continues, 'But very well.' 1l. Shot over Guillermo’s shoulder as Nandor turns to face him with a grin, one hand on his hip and the other holding up a peace sign with the bowling ball held up on his fingers. He says, “Whomever hits the most little white men-“ Guillermo interrupts, correcting, 'Pins.' Nandor continues, '-on the next turn will have to answer a personal question.' 1m. Full body shot from the lane as Nandor turns toward it and dips to roll the ball with a confident smile and decent form. His bowling shoes do not match his outfit. Guillermo stands behind him in equally ugly shoes, watching.

2a. Close up of the bowling pins as Nandor's ball flies down the lane, knocking down some but not all. 2b. Close up at the scoreboard showing Nandor's score of 4 in frame 7. There are more bowling sounds from offscreen. 2c. Repeat, Nandor's score updates to show a spare as he knocks down the rest of the pins. A cartoon pin appears on screen with a wink and a thumbs up, announcing, 'Spare!' Offscreen, Nandor crows 'Ha!' 2c. Close up of Nandor looking very smug as he turns toward Guillermo and sweeps his arm toward the ball return behind him. He says, 'You're up, Guillermo.' 2d. Medium shot of Guillermo as he takes a green ball and readies it in his hands, squinting back at Nandor who stands behind him. Nandor is still holding his arm out and smiling, though the smugness has faded some in favor of affection as a little pink heart floats around his head. 2e. Close up on Guillermo in profile as he turns himself toward the bowling lane, bringing the ball up to balance in front of his face. His furrowed brow and the neon lightning strike in the background enhance his intense focus. 2f. Full body from below as Guillermo steps forward and takes his shot, form perfect and eyes forward. 2g. Shot of the lane from above as Guillermo's ball immediately veers sharply right and sinks into the gutter. 2h. Further shot of the ball rolling in the gutter down towards the pins. 2i. Close up of the ball falling off the end of the lane with a plunk, leaving all pins untouched. 2j. Close up of Guillermo looking calm and unsurprised, brows raised unconcernedly as the animated pin presses it's gloves hands to its face in shock and shouts 'Uh-oh! Gutterball!' Behind him, Nandor is a picture of shock, arms flying out beside him, eyes bugging, mouth dropped open. He shrieks, 'Wha- Guillermo!'

3a. Medium shot of Guillermo as he turns his back on the bowling lane to face Nandor, one hand on his hip and one eyebrow raised. Offscreen, Nandor stutters, 'That's not- You weren't supposed to-' Slightly pink in the face despite his confident veneer, Guillermo interrupts and asks, 'Now you have to answer a personal question, right?' 3b. Reverse shot of Nandor on a purplish pink background filled with question marks. Nandor frowns and tilts his head, baffled, but replies 'I- I suppose, but-' Guillermo interrupts from offscreen again and says 'Great.' 3c. Wide shot of them both in profile, the bowling alley stretching out behind them. Guillermo steps closer, still holding his confident and unbothered expression, and asks 'Do you wanna go make out in the parking lot?' Nandor's eyes bug out in shock, cheeks flushing purple. 3d. Repeat. Nandor rushes forward to take both of Guillermo's hands in his own and hold them up between them, leaning close and staring with a sweaty and flustered intensity. He replies, 'I was wrong. I am wanting you even more now. Tell me everything about you while we are doing the making out.' Guillermo's face breaks into a silly grin, amused but not uncharmed by this response. 3e. Exterior shot of the bowling alley from above, Guillermo now leaning against the building with Nandor pressed against him as they make out. Guillermo's right arm is around Nandor's waist and his left hand is pressed to the wall above by Nandor's. Dialogue drifts down the screen as they canoodle. Guillermo: 'Mmm, but I never went to art school or anything, it's just a hobby.' Nandor: 'I would love to see your work... Would you draw me, too?' Guillermo: 'Maybe...if you'd pose for me.' Nandor: 'However you want, Guillermo... Oh! You can roll your tongue? So can I!' Guillermo: 'Hahaha!' Nandor: 'You are full of surprises...' Guillermo: 'You have no idea...' The neon sign above them takes up most of the panel; more letters are now burnt out to spell 'The End.' /end ID

#wwdits #nandermo #mlm #valentines day #guillermo de la cruz #nandor the relentless #what we do in the shadows fx #what we do in the shadows #every nights like an open frame #there are worse things i could do #tawticd #my art #fanart #fan comic #image described

[fand0mina]

The fact that "Hopelessly Devoted to You" (arguably Grease's worse song) was nominated for an Oscar instead of "There Are Worse Things I Could Do" is a crime. In this essay I will...

#grease #musicals #rizzo is also the best character in the movie #HDTO is not a good song and it dows nothing character wise #TAWTICD is character driven and emotional #the jazz feel of it is so great too and her voice is insanely good #grease summer rewatch #betty rizzo #stockard channing

[juju-on-that-yeet]

There Are Worse Things I Could Do, Chapter 1/10

Summary: After a week of strained silence following Yancy’s accidental confession to Illinois, Yancy reaches the end of his rope and runs away from Ego, Inc. Yancy struggles to survive on the streets as Lo struggles with his own guilt. Will they find their way back to each other, or will Yancy stay away forever? Warnings: None (will change in later chapters) Characters: Yancy, Lio, Captian Magnum (will change each chapter)

Tag List: @tired-eldritchhorror @artist-in-space @starshine-robotics (right now this list is ppl who I think would be interested; if you want to be added/removed let me know! ^^)

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Enjoy!

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After Yancy’s confession, he avoids Illinois completely.

He can’t stand to be near him after that horrific crash and burn, and he can’t stand how badly he still wants him, even after that rejection. If he tries to hang out with Lio again who knows what he’ll say, who knows how much more of a fool he’ll make of himself? It’s better to stay away.

It’s just as well, because the heartbreak and rage don’t go away overnight. He barely sleeps the night after it happened, and he wakes up still raw. Yandere stays near, alternating between fretting over Yancy, trying to soothe his tears and quiet his anger, and begging Yancy to let him “talk” to Lio, with eyes shining blood red. But Yancy won’t let him, that’s not what he wants. Yandere offers to go to Bim on his behalf, maybe speak to Marvin about a love potion, but Yancy doesn’t want that either.

Yancy doesn’t want to force Lio’s love, he doesn’t want to make him do anything. The best he can hope for now is to get over it, move on, and resume his friendship…if it’s still salvageable.

Lio doesn’t try to talk to Yancy, either.

When they pass each other in the halls, Lio pulls his hat down over his eyes. They both have phones, but Lio doesn’t try to text. He stays away from Yancy’s room just as Yancy stays away from his. Yancy doesn’t know if Lio feels awkward or disgusted or guilty or what, but he’s not about to talk to him to find out.

After two long, agonizing days of Yancy mulling over the confession and avoiding Lio, Captain Magnum returns from his latest voyage.

Yancy doesn’t greet him right away, as much as he wants to. Lio’s likely going to greet him, too, and Yancy doesn’t want to run into him yet. A few hours after Magnum returns, Yancy hears him knock on his door.

“Ye in there, mate?” Magnum asks, “I ain’t seen ye since I got home.”

“Yeah,” Yancy mumbles. He’s sitting on his bed, holding his pillow to his chest. He lets his face fall into it, muffling his words. “Come in.”

Magnum comes in, bending slightly to get through the doorway. His tree-trunk feet thunk along the floor as Magnum walks to Yancy.

“What’s troublin’ ye, lad?” Magnum asks. He sits down on the side of Yancy’s bed, and the whole thing creaks under the weight. Yancy hardly notices. He shrugs at Magnum’s question.

“Somethin’ happened while you were away, s’all.” Yancy says, not looking up from his pillow.

“Aye, I gathered,” Magnum answers. He leans closer, and the bed protests. “Are ye up for sharin’?”

Yancy finally looks up from his pillow at him. As huge and intimidating as Magnum always appears, his heart is big enough to match his stature. He looks at Yancy with gentle concern, with earnest desire to figure out what’s wrong and help his friend out. Yancy can’t help but acquiesce to it.

“I guess,” he mumbles. He scoots forward, pillow still in his hands, and ends up in Magnum’s lap. Magnum hugs Yancy easily, enclosing him completely.

It was a common ritual for them back before Ego Inc., on days where Yancy itched from all the freedom, days where he just needed to be somewhere quiet, protected, tight. With the cells of Happy Trails far behind him, Magnum’s hold is just as good, and Magnum doesn’t mind in the slightest. Yancy sighs, already feeling better with Magnum’s arms tight around him. It feels like safety, like protection.

But he did say he’d tell Magnum what’s going on. He’s worried about that, worried Magnum might think oddly of him for this. As far as Yancy knows, Magnum doesn’t know how he feels. He sure as hell never told him. He has to confess it all over again.

“Well, it can’t go any worse than last time.”

The thought almost makes him start crying, but he takes a shaky breath in instead.

“S’about Lio,” Yancy says, “I…I’m into him. I’ve been into him for a while. I meant to just keep it to myself, but…” He sniffles. Dammit, he’s going to cry. “But I told him by accident. An’ he rejected me, ‘cause why wouldn’t he? He ain’t the committin’ type, and I ain’t no prize, but now…we ain’t talked since. That was a couple days ago.”

There’s a few moments of silence as Magnum ponders what he’s been told. It’s not the painful, heavy silence that happened after Yancy’s confession to Lio, but something much lighter, thoughtful. Magnum wears how he feels on his sleeve, he exudes his emotions like he has his own aura. Yancy doesn’t have to lift his face from Magnum’s chest to know the expression on Magnum’s face.

“I had the feelin’ it had to do with Lio,” Magnum muses, “He’s been mighty scarce today, just as ye have.” He ruffles Yancy’s hair with a huge hand. “But ye and he are goin’ to have to talk one o’ these days, mate.”

“I know that,” Yancy whimpers, “But the hell am I gonna say?? I already said too much. And it still…” He sniffles again. “It still really hurts.”

“Ah, me poor lad…” Magnum murmurs, hugging Yancy tighter. Part of Yancy wishes Magnum would just crush him right there with his bare hands, so he wouldn’t have to feel like this anymore. Of course Magnum never would, though.

“I don’t got much in the way o’ advice,” Magnum admits, “But I do know that the sooner ye clear the air, the better you’ll feel.”

“I guess,” Yancy says. He’s not sure he believes it.

“Perhaps I can have a chat with Lio meself,” Magnum suggests, “See if I can’t get him to speak with ye.”

“Maybe,” Yancy sighs. He doesn’t want Magnum to pressure Lio into anything, but then again, Magnum knows when not to be pushy. Maybe something will change this way.

But it doesn’t.

A few more days pass, and Lio doesn’t come to Yancy. Yancy still can’t bring himself to go to him. Magnum does his best to cajole them into interacting, but nothing works. Yancy feels worse as hours pass, worse at Lio, worse at himself. He feels bad for not taking Magnum’s advice, he feels bad for making him feel torn between his two best friends. He feels bad for worrying Yandere, too; the poor guy’s beside himself trying to help Yancy feel better. But Yancy’s never had a relationship failure that wasn’t a catastrophic meltdown, and this is the worst one yet.

A week after his confession, he leaves Ego Inc. one night, alone, to get some fresh air. He walks around the city, goes to a park, sits on a bench by a pond. He stares out at the water and wonders if Lio is sleeping right now. Maybe Lio’s awake, too, staring at his ceiling and wondering how everything got so wrong. Maybe Lio’s packing up his bags for an expedition so he can get away from Yancy’s confession in the morning. Maybe Lio’s taking a walk just like Yancy, maybe he’s somewhere else in the city trying to think about something else. Maybe he’s in this very park, right at this very moment.

That thought almost makes Yancy want to get up and go somewhere else, but he doesn’t. He’s too tired, too sore from tears.

He doesn’t mean to stay there all night, but the next thing he knows, he’s waking up with a crick in his neck to see dew on the grass and early morning fog in the air.

He means to go home, he means to wander back to Ego Inc. and go back to sleep in his own bed, but instead he watches ducks gather on the surface of the pond, dipping their heads to grab waterbugs. There’s some in pairs, the green-headed mallards with the brown speckled hens. There’s even a handful of ducklings paddling after a lone hen, and their incessant, squeaky peeping is the only sound in the quiet morning.

The morning grows late, Yancy stays where he is. More ducks come and go. His phone rings suddenly, and he looks to see Yandere’s name there. He sends it to voicemail. He expects that to be his only interruption; Magnum still hasn’t gotten the hang of most modern technology. But a few minutes later, Lio’s name lights up his screen. A rush of anger fills him.

“Oh, NOW he wants to talk!?”

He means to send him to voicemail, go home, and avoid Lio like normal.

Instead, he throws his phone into the pond, scaring the ducks, and walks away in the opposite direction of Ego Inc.

#yancy/illinois #yancy #illinois jones #markiplier #markiplier fanfiction #kristin says stuff #my writing #worse things #that's how we're abbreviating this because i'm not writing out heckin tawticd every time #but yeah here #enjoy it; it gets worse >:3

[jeronicainfiction]

i'm so angry. i wrote like 5 paragraphs for the new chapter of tawticd and i can't find it anywhere on my computer

#i vividly remember saving it #and its like it freaking vanished???? #im going to s c r e a m #there are worse things i could do #the one jeronica fic ive been actively working on #UGGGHG

[innypocket]

There Are Worse Things I Could Do

Gutting. Relevant.

#like whoa #glease #tawticd

[beansprean]

Waiting on Mr. Right

My Exchangeapalooza gift for @jay-auris !! See it HERE on A03 and check out all the other fabulous entries HERE!

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ID page 1: 1. Interior of a bar, romantically lit, and covered in heart balloons, heart and cupid decorations, heart shaped light strings, and various small round tables with two chairs each. The tables are occupied with male/female couples in mid conversation. A waitress dressed in black jeans, black button up, and a white apron around her waist walks through with a tray. In the foreground is the corner of the bar counter, which has a small sign advertising 'Valentine's Day Speed Dating' On February 13 between 7pm and 10pm. A little cupid cartoon is pictured on the sign saying 'Every time a bell rings, ladies move on to your next date!' At the bottom, it says 'Find your Valentine! (before it's too late)'. 2a. Close up of Nandor on a salmon background lighter at the top and darker at the bottom, dressed up in his finest red and gold fur trimmed coat, sitting at one of the small tables, hands folded in front of him. He stares expectantly forward and says, 'I am glad to hear your parents are dead; I never liked any of my previous 37 wives' parents. 2b. Reverse shot of a middle aged black woman in a red turtleneck sitting across from him, arms crossed with an uncomfortable expression as she stares back at him with no response. 2c. A brown hand in a dark beige suit sleeve rings a small golden bell. 3a. Close up of Nandor, leaning over the table with his fingers pressed together, presenting his date with a lascivious smile. He says, 'How many times a day do you expect cunnilingus?' 3b. Reverse shot of a white middle aged redhead across from him, dressed in a mauve v neck sweater and nervously avoiding eye contact while gulping a glass of white wine. 3c. A brown hand in a dark beige suit sleeve rings a small golden bell. 4a. Close up of Nandor, smiling sweetly with his hands folded in his lap as he says 'Without a word spoken between us, I find myself falling deeply in love. Do you feel this also?' 4b. Reverse shot of a middle aged southeastern Asian woman with a bob and large glasses. She still has her coat in her arms and hasn't even slipped her bag off her shoulder, and there is an untouched menu in front of her. With an expression of vague disgust, she replies'...No.' 4c. Reverse shot as the woman gets up to leave, Nandor planting his fists on the table and calling out 'Hey, the bell has not rung yet!' 5. Close up of Nandor as he crosses his arms and clicks his tongue, mumbling angrily to himself 'Clearly she has no idea how dating works.' A waiter reaches into frame to grab the abandoned menu and snorts in response. 6. Zoom out as Nandor jerks his head around to whine, affronted, at the waiter, 'Ayy, what, waiter-man? Where is the joke?' The waiter, who appears to be Guillermo wearing a black button down, black pants and a white apron around his waist, holds the menu up with both hands to shield his face, replying 'Sorry, sorry! Nothing!' /end page 1

ID page 2: 1. As Guillermo hides behind the menu, Nandor holds his hand up in a useless hypnosis gesture and barks 'I am Nandor the Relentless and I command you to tell me!' 2. Close up of Guillermo as he peeks cautiously over the top of the menu. Offscreen, Nandor continues, 'You are seeing so many people here have success...' 3. Close up of Nandor looking pleadingly upward as he says 'What am I doing wrong?' 4. Guillermo fully lowers the menu with a cautious smile, replying 'I mean...I guess you come on a little strong?' 5. Wide shot of them both. Nandor makes an affronted expression and curls one arm up to show off his bicep, gesturing to it with his other hand. He says, 'I am strong! I am very strong! Do modern women no longer admire strength?' Guillermo, holding the menu under one arm, holds up both hands in a soothing gesture and responds frantically 'Nonono, for sure! I just meant that you're acting really intense right off the bat!' 6. Close up on Nandor with a thoughtful hand on his chin as Guillermo continues offscreen: 'Talking love and marriage...it's too soon for a first date.' Nandor: 'Ahh... This is more third date talk?' There is a small reaction shot of Guillermo looking exasperated but resigned as he reluctantly agrees: '...Sure.' 7. Close up on Guillermo as Nandor asks offscreen: 'So what is first date talk?' Guillermo replies, counting off on his fingers, 'Well, it depends on the person, but generally... Get-to-know-you questions? Like where did you grow up, how many siblings do you have, that kind of stuff.' 8. Close up on Nandor as he turns his face away to glare into the middle distance, a sudden shadow melting half his face into darkness as he says 'I grew up in the faraway kingdom of Al Qolnidar, which no longer exists, and I had seven siblings, all of whom are now dead.' There is a small reaction shot of Guillermo looking shocked and cornered, unsure how to respond to all that. 9. Wide shot from Nandor's other side as he raises his eyebrows guilelessly and gestures to Guillermo with a hand, prompting, 'And then you answer?' Guillermo jolts in place, surprised to be placed in the date's role, and replies 'Oh, yeah, uh. Your date would answer, too. Um. I grew up here in the Bronx and I'm an only child.' 10. Repeat. Nandor and Guillermo both stare expectantly at the other. 11. Repeat. Nandor drops his gaze with a frown, eyes hooding, and grunts 'Hm. This is very boring, waiter-man.' Guillermo, flustered and irritated, throws his arms out in a helpless gesture and snaps 'Well, you have to actually engage in the conversation! Ask follow-up questions! And it's Guillermo!' Nandor says, uninterested, 'What is.' /end page 2

ID page 3: 1a. Close up on Guillermo on a bubbly pink background as he points a finger sternly and states 'My name! It's Guillermo.' 1b. Reverse shot of Nandor looking up at him, almost dazed, cheeks flushed a bit purple as he echoes 'Guillermo...' 1c. Reverse shot of Guillermo as he withdraws his hand to curl it protectively against his chest. He looks a bit taken aback by the reaction, cheeks gone a ruddy pink. 2. Wide shot of them both on a red-violet background crisscrossed with multicolored lights. Guillermo looks away from Nandor nervously, blushing and sweaty, patting his free hand anxiously on the menu held under his arm. He stutters out, 'I, uh. Anyway, I gotta-' Nandor, leaning his head on his hand and gazing at Guillermo with a besotted expression, interrupts, saying 'You are very wise in the ways of dating, Guillermo.' He puts extra emphasis on the name. 3. Close up on Guillermo as Nandor continues: 'You have been on many dates?' Guillermo fidgets, still looking away, and mumbles back 'Not, not like a lot, no. Not like a large amount. Like a normal amount, probably.' 4. Wide shot as Nandor lifts his head and leans closer with a small smile, asking 'And how do your suitors woo you? If they are asking you on a second date?' Guillermo is startled into making eye contact and goes red, clutching the menu to his chest with both hands as he sweats nervously. 5. Repeat. Nandor leans even closer, smile widening into something more flirtatious as Guillermo stiffens and looks away again, somehow getting even redder as his shaky mouth pulls into an uncertain grin. Guillermo stutters out, 'I mean...assuming the first date went well...um...' 6. Close up on Guillermo, smiling nervously even as he avoids eye contact. He says, 'I guess he might...get me flowers?' 7. Close up on Nandor on a bubbly peach background from Guillermo's POV, looking up patiently as he listens. Guillermo continues offscreen: 'He'd...tell me how much he enjoys my company, or...pay me a genuine compliment.' 8. Close up on Guillermo on a bubbly peach background from Nandor's POV, his smile softened and eyes far away as he continues: 'And...whisk me off somewhere fun. Somewhere new. Somewhere we could...stumble in to an adventure together. Away from everything else. And we'd stay up all night because we just...didn't want it to end.' /end page 3

ID page 4: 1. Close up on Guillermo's hand, crossed over his opposite arm, as Nandor nudges his fingers underneath to free his grip. Nandor starts softly, 'And...' 2. Wide shot on a bubbly pink background. Nandor has taken Guillermo's hand and is holding it like a knight would a lady, gazing down at it softly as if readying to kiss it. He continues, '...how many of your suitors have done this for you?' Guillermo, dazed, gazes down at their hands and replies '...I... I don't think anyone would...' 3. The plain green background wall slams back into view as a bell rings offscreen. Wide-eyed and red-faced, Guillermo snatches his hand away from Nandor and flings it upward as if tossing the moment over his shoulder. Nandor is left frozen, hand in the air, eyes wide in shock. 4. Repeat. Guillermo begins to back away from the table, tossed arm coming around to rub at the back of his neck. He looks up and away, sweating , red, and awkward as he chokes out a loud forced laugh and says 'Well, that definitely counts as coming on too strong. Terrible advice, don't do that.' Nandor leans after him, hand hovering in midair, squeaking out 'A-' 5. Repeat. Without letting Nandor finish, Guillermo disappears out of frame with a hasty 'Ok bye good luck!', leaving Nandor saying nothing but question marks, hand still frozen in the air as if reaching out after him. In the foreground, a woman with long brown hair and a dark pink sweater steps into view to take the seat in front of Nandor. 6. Slight zoom, the background returning to the light and dark salmon as Nandor settles back into his seat. The woman across from him, out of focus in shadow, says 'Hi, I'm Kjersten! Um...that's a really interesting outfit...' Nandor doesn't appear to be listening and is staring after Guillermo thoughtfully, a Mona Lisa curl to his lips. /end page 4

ID page 5: 1. Low angle of an alleyway, fenced at the rear and surrounded by tall buildings in multiple vague colors with some spray painted areas. Snow is piled up on either side of the center path against the sidewalk. In the foreground, there is a dumpster. A pink text box at the top reads February 14, 12:07 am. Halfway down the alley, a door opens and Guillermo steps halfway out, missing his apron but having added a coat, carrying a full garbage bag. A voice from inside calls, 'Guillermo, you can head out when you're done, okay?' Guillermo's breath steams into the air as he turns back to the door to respond: 'You sure? The dishes are-' The voice interrupts him with 'Sí, es El Día Dr Amor y Amistad! (In English: Yes, it's Valentines Day) Go sow your oats! You're too young to be working so much.' Guillermo replies without enthusiasm, 'Ha...yeah. Thanks, Teresa, have a good night.' 2. View from behind as Guillermo pulls the lid of the dumpster up with one hand and throws the bag in with the other. He sighs and mutters to himself, 'My oats are just gonna go home and watch Buffy...' 3. There is a clatter in the alley behind him and Guillermo spins around to face the viewer, startled and tense. 4. Extreme close up on Guillermo jerking back in shock as a wad of dandelions are suddenly thrust into his face. A voice offscreen calls 'Guillermo!' happily. 4. Zoom out as Nandor, now with a black and gold cloak dusted with snow over his finery, kneels down in front of Guillermo, arm outstretched to keep the dandelions pushing at his chin. Guillermo, pink and flustered and very confused, takes a step back and splutters 'Nandor?! The- the relentless?' Nandor ignores his reaction and announces, 'Here are some flowers!' 5a. Close up on Nandor as he looks up at Guillermo, dandelions thrust into the foreground and his hair and shoulders dotted with snow as if he had been waiting for some time. He proceeds, clearly rehearsed, 'I very much enjoyed your company tonight as well as the sight of your charming boyish face and plump behind!' His voice is demanding but his expression, eyes shining upwards and cheeks flushed purple, betrays his nerves despite the confident set to his brow. 5b. Reverse shot of Guillermo, staring down at him slack-jawed with wide shiny eyes and pink cheeks, the dandelions still hovering up by his face. Offscreen, Nandor asks 'Have you ever been to Staten Island?' Guillermo responds 'No...' on autopilot. Nandor concludes, 'Then that is where I will be whisking you for our date!' 6. Full body shot, the alleyway back in focus and showing an empty snow-lined street on the other side, a single window just above Guillermo's head lit up from within. Nandor finally stands up and rubs at his chin with a worried expression, dandelions clutched in the other. He says, 'I've heard tales of an all-night bowling alley, but my housemates never want to go with me.' Meanwhile Guillermo, frozen beside him with his hands hovering in mid-air, lets his brain catch up with what's happening. He stares into the middle distance as equations float around his head and his breath fogs into the air. Above, it begins to gently snow. 7. Close up of Guillermo, knocked out of his trace by a gentle prompting from Nandor offscreen: 'So...?' An EKG line skips a beat in the background as he startles and looks up, eyes shining and lips pressed together in a frown. 8. Reverse shot of Nandor, looking very nervous now as he stares back hopefully, holding out the bouquet of dirty dandelions one more time. /end page 5

ID page 6: 1. Close up of Guillermo on a bubbly pink background. He smiles genuinely, red-cheeked, and reaches out to take the dandelions from Nandor's hand. He says, 'Okay...' 2. Medium shot of the two in profile. Nandor, still holding the flowers as Guillermo tucks his hand inside his grip to take them, looks down at Guillermo in shock and echoes 'Okay?!' Guillermo looks up at him with a shy smile and clarifies, 'Yeah. Yes.' 3. Nandor drops his hand and straightens up, a giant silly ecstatic grin taking over his face. Guillermo turns back toward the building and points behind him with his free hand, the other now clutching the dandelions. He says, 'Just let me clock out an-' 4. A close up of Guillermo, blurred diagonally with sudden motion. The only thing clearly visible are his wife eyes, frozen grin, and a little white question mark. 5. Knees up of Nandor, now holding a startled Guillermo in a bridal carry, on a red background lined with glowing neon pink hearts. Grinning wildly down at his date, Nandor announces, 'Prepare to be whisked, Guillermo!!' Guillermo sits there wide-eyed, clutching his little wad of flowers to his chest and somehow finding his other arm looped around Nandor's neck. He stutters frantically, 'Wai- wait, Nandor, you don't have to-' 6. The background warps upward as Nandor shoots them both upward into the sky, flying them both right out of the panel. Guillermo's last word is stretched out in a startled 'OOOOOO??!' as they take off, a single dandelion escaping his grip and drifting back toward the ground. 7. Wide shot of the night sky, dark purple with bursts of white clouds and speedily increasing snowfall, lit by a clear full moon. Nandor and Guillermo fly through, Nandor smiling in a pleased way and clutching Guillermo tightly as he watches their ascent. Guillermo, both arms now around Nandor's neck and more flowers slipping from his grip into the night, stares up at him with awe. He thinks to himself, 'This is the best night of my life...' Behind them, the words 'the end' are carved into the moon. /End ID

#wwdits #nandermo #mlm #valentines day #exchangeapalooza 2 #guillermo de la cruz #nandor the relentless #what we do in the shadows #what we do in the shadows fx #my art #fanart #image described #waiting on mr right #there are worse things i could do #tawticd

[beansprean]

Continued from "Every Night's Like An Open Frame"...

See the rest on Ao3 (NSFW and I mean it!!): "Do What You Want With Me"

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1a. Exterior shot of the side of a brick apartment building with fire escape going up to a double pane window. Nandor hovers just below it, holding Guillermo in a bridal carry, and asks 'Is this your apartment?' Guillermo looks over his shoulder, smiling, and replies, 'Yeah, that's the one!' 1b. Close up of them both as Nandor raises an eyebrow at Guillermo with a leer and asks 'Are you going to invite me in?' Guillermo blushes and grins, one arm around Nandor's shoulders and the other fingering the ends of his hair. Guillermo teases back, 'Hmmm...seems dangerous.' 1c. Repeat. Nandor tilts his head closer to Guillermo and raises him up in his arms a bit, arching his eyebrows innocently. He grins and says, 'I'll be good, I promise.' with a little heart. Guillermo tightens the arm he has around Nandor and raises his left hand to brush through the hair at Nandor's temple. He leans closer, eyes holding, with a teasing little smile as he replies, 'Oh, in that case...' 1d. Repeat. They pull each other closer and kiss sweetly, smiling into it. Nandor slides his hand up Guillermo's back and Guillermo tightens his hold around Nandor's neck, left hand sliding back through his hair.

2a. Repeat. Nandor furrows his brow and leans in further, lips parting to press his tongue against Guillermo's mouth. Guillermo slides his left hand up further to cup the back of Nandor's head and tilts his own to the right to deepen the kiss. 2b. Repeat. Their lips mold together, kiss deepening as they hold each other even tighter and more passionately. 2c. Zoom out to Nandor in profile, still holding Guillermo bridal-style with Guillermo's arms hooked around his neck as they break the kiss. Nandor smiles sheepishly at him and points out, 'You do actually have to invite me in, though.' Guillermo grins back with a matching expression, flushed and pleased, and replies 'Oh. Right.'

3a. Shot of Guillermo in profile, down to his black button down and chinos, as he is falls backwards onto a bed. Nandor, down to his leather breeches and white blouse, follows on top of him, legs on either side of Guillermo's hips and attached to him by the mouth. Guillermo has one hand gripping the back of Nandor's head and the other sliding up his back, under his shirt. 3b. Repeat. They continue to make out, Nandor sitting up slightly as he shuffles his knees up to straddle Guillermo properly and make room for his hand to start unbuttoning Guillermo's shirt. Guillermo arches his neck up to keep kissing him and drags his hands down to cup the back of Nandor's thighs, leaving his blouse rucked up to his armpits.

4a. Wide shot from behind Guillermo, now showing part of his bedroom with the full size bed, dresser, a few tacked-up charcoal drawings, and Nandor's date coat bunched up on the floor in front of the window. Nandor sits up on Guillermo's lap and smirks fondly down at him, crossing his arms to begin pulling his blouse off over his head. He points out, 'Not very fair for you to still be wearing so many clothes, Guillermo.' Guillermo sits up, braced on his arms on the bed, to get a better look at Nandor's soft hairy tummy as it is revealed. 4b. Close shot of Guillermo, grinning teasingly up at Nandor with hooded eyes and a flushed face as he begins to pop open more buttons on his own shirt. He responds, 'I thought you were going to be good?' 4c. Zoom out as Nandor, shirt now off, leans forward again to cup Guillermo's face in his hands. He says, 'I will be very good once you are naked, please,' and presses his mouth to Guillermo's hungrily. Guillermo smiles into the kiss and shrugs his shirt off his shoulders. 4d. Repeat. Extreme close up on Guillermo's face as they kiss, Nandor opening his mouth to probe at Guillermo's with his tongue. Guillermo, noticing something offscreen, suddenly startles and freezes, eyes flying wide open. /end ID

#wwdits #nandermo #mlm #notsfw #tawticd #guillermo de la cruz #nandor the relentless #what we do in the shadows #what we do in the shadows fx #my art #fanart #fan comic #image described

[beansprean]

ID: 1. Bust of Guillermo from the back as he picks up a pair of bowling shoes off a counter lined with neon lights. He turns his head around to look past the viewer as Nandor calls “Hey, Guillermo, look!” from offscreen. 2. Reverse shot of Nandor grinning like a fool, holding a bowling ball in each hand, one black, one blue. He says, “My balls are black and blue.” Guillermo snorts from the corner. /end ID

Extra from “Every Night’s Like An Open Frame” ;D

#wwdits #nandermo #mlm #tawticd #guillermo de la cruz #nandor the relentless #what we do in the shadows #what we do in the shadows fx #my art #fanart #image described #i would say this joke is from that 70s show but really who hasnt done this at a bowling alley

[beansprean]

Hey! Was going through your WWDITS tag. (Love your work, by the way! 🤩) Came across what appeared to be a spicy edit called "Do What You Want With Me", but can't access it. Even after logging in to AO3 to prove my age, it keeps doing a weird rerouting thing. Have you blocked it from public view? If so, can we be friends? Lol

haha it is a spicy spicy comic! it is restricted on ao3 as all my nsfw art is, meaning you have to be logged in to view it, but if you have an account there should be no prob! it's not restricted to certain users or anything (idk if that is even possible). So not sure what's blocking you. If you don't have an account and need an invite, I have a few to spare if you message me w/ ur email!

Here's a fresh link in case that helps!! Recc reading the two prev comics for context as well, it's a fun little series <3

#anonymous #tawticd

[juju-on-that-yeet]

Um hello! I guess we meet again! I kinda meant to tell you this bit earlier when TAWTICD was published (but I was too damn shy to tell), but here I am now! It's kinda hard to explain but... with the whole 'Yancy running away from Lio and Lio must soon confront himself in front of Yancy one day' concept made me remember something I kinda did a little after HDTY was released. This was a while ago, but I vaguely remembered continuing the story in my head after. And I don't mean to say, but I- 1/6

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, THAT’S SO SAD ;m;

It feels like a lot of people knew Yancy would run away, I guess I’m predictable XD But oh nooooooo, poor Yancy getting in prison again and getting in trouble :’O And Lio!!! Poor baby just sitting at home in his room and swallowed in guilt ;;;m;;; And he regrets everything and tries to make amends with Yancy but it’s like Yancy’s just given up on him, and finds it all disgusting (!!!!!! that part got me the most like UGH, their relationship is just so messed up now ;m;) But Lio just wants to make him happy again!!! Bro I’m fuckin dead ;;;w;;;

But uh. You may or may not have predicted something else again so >w>”

#but shh #i'm not telling #ask #kristin says stuff #markiplier