#that og hug scene was NOT long enough

[scekrex]

Hurt/comfort anyone? 😌

We all know Adam's "big and tough" act, how he gloats before anyone that he's the absolute best since he's the og dick and he's the reason the rest of the mankind was created, but what about Adam just being Adam like anytime else, especially the scene in court and Sera just talking his ear off about him acting irresponsibly and just revealing the exterminations to everyone in the worst way possible, just giving him a good ol' talk, but not in a nice way, nope. She crushes his ego in a way before leaving him alone in the room, saying she has stuff to attend and he's just standing there, all deflated and his mask glitching from how many conflicted feelings fly over his face, he's resignated, he's even sad a bit, but also angry. At Sera, at Heaven, God even, but mostly at himself since he knows he fucked up another thing in his life that he was trusted with.

He goes back home to unsuspecting of anything reader and just passes by him, not saying a word, even tho reader tried to greet him and hug him, but was unable to since Adam just brushed past him quickly. There was a heavy air surrounding reader's husband and he grew concerned, so he went to check up on him, seeing Adam just curled up on the bed, wrapped up in his own wings, shielding himself away from the world, not a sound coming out of him, but reader knew something shitty happened and just gets behind him, hugging him tightly and gently petting his wings, not saying a word to let Adam calm down and speak when he's comfortable enough to do so. Adam just smashing himself into reader and asking quietly if he was actually so bad at everything that he didn't deserve anything good in his life, if that was why everyone he cared about before left him and even now no body cares in the slightest bit about his existence. Basically just Adam having an existential crisis and reader being his anchor, trying to tell and show him how it actually is and not what his mind is telling him.

This sad, wet cat bitch needs validation and love like no one before 😞🤘

Muah ❤️

Adam might be an insecure piece of shit underneath all that narcissistic bullshit act of his but he's my insecure piece of shit and I love him.

If I'm so wonderful then why am I so misunderstood

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, hurt (with comfort)

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

“Adam,” the older seraphim raised her voice against the first man loudly, it echoed through her office with much more power than the first man had expected it to, he flinched a little at her tone, his wings dropping to their lowest. “Sera, I-” Adam wanted to explain, wanted to turn it into the stupid joke it had been, but the older seraphim had enough of it. She had enough of Adam, she had enough of his behavior and she was about to let him know. “You’re behavior is no longer accepted by us,” she started what would turn into a monologue, Adam made himself appear a little smaller at her words. “You walk on heaven's holy ground, eat the food our Father provides and whenever someone does not show you respect, your first argument is that you're the first human,” all of the things Sera had listed were true, well they had been the most obvious ones but that didn't make them less true. “And yet you behave like one of them sinners,” that however caught Adam's attention. He was what? How dare she insult him like that, he was very much not acting like a sinner. Or was he?

“You walk heaven's streets with curses on your lips, you dirtied your own purity by sleeping with so many women and men, you behave like a total child and don't know when to stop and where to draw the line and I personally am under the impression that we let your behavior slide for way too long,” she stared Adam in the eyes, giving the first man the most serious look he had ever gotten from the seraphim. The brunette lowered his head in defeat, Sera had often given him shit for being too loud, too much of this, too much of that, she had told him he wasn't behaving like the pure first human should - but it wasn't Adam's fault, not really, because how was he supposed to behave ‘normal’ when God had given him two wives just to take them from him again when he was alive? How was he supposed to fit in and act like everyone else when all that would bring him would be pain?

“Maybe divine judgment failed you. Maybe you should have ended up in hell amongst the other sinners. Father certainly wouldn't have liked it, not after Lucifer's fall, but it would have been the correct decision.” And that made Adam crumble into pieces - at least mentally. Because deep down inside he knew she was right, that no angel other than him dared to stain the name of the Father above, no other angel dared to behave as reckless and merciless as he and his exorcists did. And yes, no other angel than him had slept with so many women and men - a thing he used to be proud of. Before he had met you, before you had become his lover, before he had committed himself to you and only you. Before you, he had been different.

She smoothened out her hair, straightened her back and looked down at Adam, “I have to attend an important meeting. You shall leave and overthink your actions, Adam.” And with that she left him there, leaving him as she had shattered not only his ego but the last piece of confidence he had held inside of him. It took the brunette a while to realize that Sera was not coming back to comfort him, to tell him that she had been too harsh, why should she? She was right after all, Adam was a horrible person, he knew that, had known it ever since.

-

When the door to your shared apartment opened and Adam walked through it, you were quick to get up and greet him with a warm hug, expecting your boyfriend to be just as excited to see you as you were to see him. But he wasn't, in fact he didn't even look at you as he crossed the living room in order to get to the bedroom, no ‘sup babes’, no ‘Fuck I've missed ya stupid ass' no fucking nothing. The tips of his feathers were dragging on the floor as he walked, a sign that something wasn't right - Adam always made sure that not a single inch of his beloved wings was touching the dirty ground, even in your apartment. The brunette clearly wasn't in the mood to talk, yet you went after him to let him know that he wasn't alone, that you were there no matter what was wrong.

You opened the bedroom door quietly and what you saw shattered your heart. Adam was laying on the bed, his body looked like a ball made out of feathers, he had curled in on himself, his wings shielded him from all of reality, from whatever was hurting him right now. Yet you saw how his body shook, the first man was crying.

Wordlessly you closed the door behind you, trying to do so as quietly as possible. Then you walked over to the bed and cuddled up behind him, one of your hand gently found its way into his hair, petting it just the way you knew he liked it whenever he was feeling upset about something, the other hand of yours smoothened out the feathers covering his wings, gently rubbed the little gap between where the wings grew out of his back - you were very aware how sensitive that area of the angelic body was given that you yourself had experienced it before.

For you it was ridiculously hard to keep quiet, you wanted to talk to him, wanted to ask what was upsetting him so much, why he was crying, what there was for you to do to make it better, but you didn't. You remained quiet, Adam had made it clear that he preferred not talking about it at the moment - or maybe he simply found himself unable to do so, you weren't quite sure which was the case but either way you respected it.

A small smile appeared on your face as the brunette leaned into your touch, he tilted his head backwards, sad, puffy and reddened eyes watched you as you continued to pet his hair without a single comment, if Adam wanted to talk, you would listen. If Adam wanted to stay quiet and enjoy your presence in silence you were fine with that as well. For you it simply was important that the first man knew he wasn't alone. You were there to provide comfort and a safe space he desperately seemed to need.

“Am I as fucking terrible as people tell me I am?” there it was again, his unnecessary cursing, fuck Sera had been right. He rolled himself over, buried his face in your neck and pressed his body against your own. Your body warmth calmed his nerves, made his mind quiet down for even just the tiniest moment, but it did cause it to quiet down. “Is that why I only have Lute and you left? Because I'm fucking terrible? Because I don't deserve damn good things to happen to me?” his voice was really just a whisper yet you understood every word perfectly fine, even if it was mumbled against your skin. Your hands remained on the gap between his wings and in his hair, giving Adam the stability he craved. He needed someone to cling onto, he was too unstable to hold himself together so you did that for him. “No,” your voice was soft and warm, yet serious, it caused Adam to blink in confusion. “I don't deserve you,” was the next thing he said, and that was where you drew the line, you gently tilted his head upwards, then placed a soft, loving kiss onto his lips, “Bullshit Adam, you're wonderful and I love you.” “But I’m not. I curse a-fucking-lot, I can't keep shit together, for fucks sake I can't even do the simple things like telling you I fucking love you every day.” And yes, that was true, but that didn't cause you to love him any less, if anything it was things you loved about him especially. “I don't care about all of that, I still love you.” “Will you leave me too? Like Eve? Like Lilith? Once you finally fucking find someone better?” You shook your head lightly, placed another kiss onto his forehead, your lips kept resting against his skin as you spoke, “No, dummy. To me there's no one better than you are. You're the best for me and you'll always be.” Adam didn't answer you.

He clung onto you even tighter, wrapped his wings around you and held you close. He didn't believe you, simply couldn't, not after what Sera had said. But at the same time the first man trusted you with his existence, so why would you lie to him? His inner conflict was silenced as you pulled him into another gentle kiss. You couldn't help but hum a soothing melody, “You’ve already changed so much, so many things you've done,” you felt as Adam's eyes fell shut and as his body relaxed underneath your touch. “So many songs you've sung, and in the end, they will still hold their grudge,” you felt him nuzzle against your skin, felt how his breath evened out. “There’s something I've been dying to say, more than anything,” you smiled as you sang the last part, feeling Adam's fingers digging in your skin as he tried to pull you even closer - not that it was nearly enough though. “More than anything, need you to know I love you more than anything.” The first man pressed a sloppy, lazy kiss against your jaw before he fell asleep, from his lips fell a quiet, “More than anything.”

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #male reader #adam x y/n #adam x reader #adam x you

[usedtobeguest123]

...He raised his eyebrows in surprise at that. Favorite people? Was he included on that list? Julieta just smiled and turned back to the dishes. It took Bruno a moment, but he also slowly resumed his duties, finding he couldn't put away the little smile on his own face that had arrived at the thought that he might be someone's favorite.

I drew from my fic La Traes again for @encantober-official Day 2 - siblings. This scene is a little exchange that happens between the triplets--the OG siblings. You can find the whole thing below the cut.

“You need to get out of the house, hermanito,” Julieta had said to him gently one evening after dinner as they washed dishes together. “It’s…been a while, sí?”

“Eso se queda corto,” Pepa had mumbled as she dumped some more dishes into the soapy water, earning a glare from both of her siblings. [ That's an understatement.] She widened her eyes at them as if to say What? Am I wrong?

“I’m just saying ,” Julieta continued, pointedly moving past Pepa’s comment, “that it might do you some good, to have a little more change of scenery.”

“I-I think I’m doing just fine,” he replied a bit defensively. And he did. He went for walks with Dolores around the perimeter of Casita, down to the river where it ran past the southwest edge of the grassy lawn. Sometimes he’d wander out back behind the house, napping in the afternoon sun before it disappeared behind the mountainous wall that guarded the back of their home. Compared to the previous ten years, he was a veritable expeditionist now. 

“Of course you are,” Pepa said, putting an arm around his shoulders. He hunched them in response, glancing at her suspiciously. 

“Y-yeah?”

“Yeah! You’ve made it to the edge of the grass! That’s like, what, un kilómetro cuadrado, yeah? A completely normal amount of space for a person to exist in.” 

[One square kilometer.] Bruno’s frown deepened. “You’re mocking me.” 

Pepa winked at him. 

“A-alright, alright,” he said, waving his hands in the air beside his head in surrender. “I’ll, uh, I'll go to the banana fields tomorrow. As long as it’s not a harvest day,” he added, pointing a finger at Julieta, who rolled her eyes good-naturedly at him. “Or an irrigation day. Or you know…a-a day with other, um, other people there.” 

The busyness of rebuilding Casita last year had given him enough social interaction outside his immediate family to last him quite a while…a very long while. Thankfully, he’d been able to largely lose himself in the organized chaos of it all, and Mirabel had been particularly helpful, working as a liaison between him and anyone he’d had to interact with, smoothing the awkwardness away with her easy conversation and joyful presence. And he had managed to largely ignore the curious stares that came from, well, from pretty much everyone until the novelty of his return had worn off. Well…at least he had pretended to ignore them. 

“I don’t want to pressure you, arenoso,” Julieta said gently, putting a slightly soapy hand on his shoulder. “I just don’t want…”

…don’t want you to get lost again. She’d let her sentence trail off, but the unspoken ending hung awkwardly in the air anyway. They’d both turned back to their dishes, with Pepa standing stiffly beside them, hugging a freshly dried plate to her stomach. The cloud above her head darkened just a little. Bruno winced down at the soapy water as the silence surrounding them grew painful.

“H-hey, maybe you can spend the day with Antonio tomorrow?" Pepa offered nervously, popping the tension like a soap bubble. "He needs a…a break …from routine, too."

Bruno and Julieta looked at their sister with matching frowns, both narrowing their eyebrows in concern. It would have been comical or even sweet to see the same expression mirrored between her two siblings again…if she didn’t feel the weight of the very same concern pulling down the corners of her own mouth. 

Antonio had been struggling to find a place for himself in the Madrigal visits to town. Before his gift, he might have shyly clung to Mirabel’s skirts or played in the dirt while Pepa rained on the fields, never quite brave enough to venture out to play with the other children on his own, refusing to speak to the adults that smiled down at him. Pepa worried about his shyness.

But now a different problem had presented itself. Antonio was now more than happy to engage with anyone and everyone, possessing a newfound courage with his animal friends by his side, but his animal friends were also decidedly wild, and even Antonio could not control every move they made. Just last week, some monkeys that had trailed him into the town had wandered away and found some storage crates of fruit, working together to drop them from the roof of a nearby house until the crates smashed open and spilled out a feast that was then fit only for them. The owner of the crates had not been happy.

Most of the jungle animals had largely maintained a healthy, fearful distance from the bustling, busy streets of the Encanto for the fifty years it had occupied the valley, but Antonio’s warmth and friendship seemed to have blurred that boundary, and Abuela was struggling to find a balance between loving encouragement and civic order. And when Abuela struggled with something, all the Madrigals struggled with her, in one way or another. 

“...Mamá suggested that maybe Antonio might spend some time in the forest paths, playing with his gift,” Pepa explained, putting away the plate so she could pull at her braid. A knowing glance between all three siblings conveyed the underlying meaning of the word play—learn to get it under control. “Félix was going to take him, but you two get along so well, Bruno. Maybe you could spend some time with him, and you both could enjoy the fresh air. You know. Bonding?”

Bruno blew out an exaggerated breath, his cheeks puffing and his shoulders dropping dramatically. He pulled his mouth to the side and looked at Pepa with an expression of reluctant concession. How could he say no to a whole day with his sobrino? He loved the kid. And the very fact that Abuela had been the one to suggest the break from town…well. He knew what that felt like. No matter how nicely she put it, how lovingly she intended it, he knew it would feel like a punishment to Antonio. That thought…well that thought broke his heart a little. 

“...F-fine,” he mustered in response. “We’ll go for a walk in the–- ” he swallowed dryly“ –- i-in the forest.” 

A bit of sunlight broke through from behind the cloud above Pepa’s head, and Bruno couldn’t help but flash a small, crooked smile up at it. She pulled him sideways by his collar and planted a kiss on his cheek, which he winced at but accepted gratefully. Julieta nudged him with her hip. 

“There you go! That will be fun,” she said happily, clearly convinced this was a fantastic solution for all parties. Bruno was not so sure. “Take Mirabel with you, too, if you want. You know she’d love to join her two favorite people for the day.” 

Bruno had raised his eyebrows in surprise at that. Favorite people? Was he included in that list? Julieta had just smiled and turned back to the dishes. It had taken Bruno a moment, but he also slowly resumed his duties, finding he couldn’t put away the little smile on his own face that had arrived at the thought that he might be someone’s favorite. 

So here he was now, sharing a picnic blanket with a sloth and a capybara—among other crawling, flittering things—nursing a bruised ego after having been tackled by a six year old on a jaguar, all because he was a pushover who couldn’t say no to time with his sobrinos. 

Caray. The things I get myself into…

--La Traes, Chapter 1

#Encantober #siblings #encanto #I tried not to spend too much time on this one so please excuse the sloppy background 😁 Just imagine they are in the kitchen... #pepa madrigal #bruno madrigal #julieta madrigal #madrigal triplets #my art #my writing #la traes #Bruno from Before

[kess-in-the-perthchimzone]

The (sort of) pilot trailer AU

Earlier today I was talking a little in the tags on this post about an AU of our Dangerous Romance that might feel a little more like the pilot trailer. @poetry-protest-pornography prompted me to share a little more. Here’s my little bedtime story to myself of late:

-everything happens the same right up until shortly after the cheat sheet incident -instead of escalating to the pedophile thing (which can ONLY be redeemed via the gun incident) somehow Sailom successfully manages to start tutoring Kang (maybe Grandma Ging is more involved) -so the antagonism lasts a good bit longer. Kang is annoyed at being made to tutor and while Sailom deep down loves him, he hasn’t seen the good side of Kang yet so holds himself at a distance -the more time they spend together though, the more they slip. -Sailom overhears Kang’s dad make his ‘helpful’ remarks about Kang taking it easy on more than one occasion and starts to get ideas about why Kang has become the way he is -Sailom praises Kang when he gets answers right and Kang finds himself freezing in place, face hot -One time Sailom comes with bruises on his face and won’t tell Kang what happened -they keep making each other laugh accidentally and going over time without meaning to -It’s reaching a point where it’s getting tense because neither of them will admit they actually like each other; lots of very handsy tussling/shoving each other -During this time, they have shenanigans where they piss someone off and have to hide in an enclosed space together, so there is a NEAR KISS -there is also at least one (if not three) slow motion fall moments, because cmon this is DR -Kang also gets punched in the face (either by Sailom or not) and Sailom relents enough to shove ice in his mouth -Except this whole time Kang has been stewing on the kiss in the gym and he’s also getting increasingly more possessive of Sailom’s time, including when he hangs out with Guy -So one night they get in this ridiculous argument and it’s pouring rain, and it ends up in the OG kissing scene -They start hooking up (the teenage version of it) regularly after that — maybe it becomes a kind of reward system when Kang does well (which would be a great pretense for why they can allow themselves to do it without copping to feelings) -only once they are kissing regularly and Sailom is already struggling to keep up walls does he get the full force of the Kang reveal. Maybe the dad comes into Kang’s room and he has to hide under the bed (or behind the curtains, lol) and hears the dad say something truly awful; this would be a good time for the whole soccer plotline to come into effect -Afterwards, Sailom’s truly done for; he can’t help being wanting to support Kang in every way he can; he starts showing up to games, praising him more, etc -And those moments of his support only make Kang give him those big longing looks that make his heart seize more -Then, as their relationship is at this precipice, one night Sailom doesn’t show up to tutoring, completely out of nowhere and won’t answer his phone, and Kang (gets all dolled up) and goes over to see what’s going on -So you get a version of the gun scene where Kang enters to find Sailom terrified out of his mind, screaming, and somehow bluffs his way into saving him (not sure how because in this case he wouldn’t have a gun — perhaps a ‘do you know who my father is’ or he just promises to bring back money to pay them) -this time the feelings of the hug would be very different. Sailom would be clinging to him even more, and Kang wouldn’t be able to stop touching him; probably rubbing a hand up and down his back and kissing the top of his head -That night Kang would convince him to spend the night and they would fall asleep in the same back bed, then wake up tangled up together in the morning -They probably have another argument because Kang wouldn’t want to let Sailom go home; he’d be even more insanely protective. This could culminate in a “because I love you!” -and then we would quickly get into the escort plotline and so much of what we have ahead in which I cannot possibly speculate more than I have already!

#PPP still tagging you in this in the hopes it might serve as a little bit of distraction #But please feel free to ignore entirely #dangerous romance #Kess babbles about dangerous romance #kess sometimes writes fic not meta

[brycedearings]

I’m obsessed with the new Jurassic movie! I’ve been sobbing over Beta and Blue (I am slightly disappointed that we did not get more Blue screentime) and the OG cast and the Jurassic world cast we did not get enough of them together. Clawen and Maisie have me in a vice grip. Anyway what are your thoughts?

I loved it so much! [sp*lers ahead for anyone who hasn't seen it] this turned out really long lol

I was actually really surprised there were negative comments about the movie- but then again I thought the same thing happened with Fallen Kingdom. I genuinely loved it and would rank it above FK although it's very close. I'm just such a sucker for the Jurassic movies that there's not one I don't like.

I went into it with 0 expectations or spoilers so my only wishes for the movie were 1. Claire doesn't die (I doubted she or any major character would bc Jurassic has never done that before but I was paranoid lol) 2. Claire and Owen would still be together and not another breakup/complicated thing. I worried for a second when Franklin mentioned them being 'weird' but someone pointed out to me how it made sense bc with Claire and Owen being in hiding all those years protecting Maisie, they wouldn't have seen him and Zia a lot or at all so they're not seeing the daily dose of affectionate/in a healthy stable relationship clawen.

Which points me to something else- I read some people saying they didn't like how Claire wasn't really working or seeing her career driven but imo that wouldn't have made sense in this movie. In the first JW she was working at the park, then she was handling the DPG. Now she's got to take care of Maisie so it wouldn't have made sense for her to be risking her and doing something concrete. She was helping the dinosaurs so she still very much had a purpose outside of Maisie and I didn't see any problem with it. The film also ended before we could see what she would do next but 1. There's only so much they could fit into this already jam packed movie and 2. I liked that a lot was left for interpretation.

Claire had SUCH a beautiful progression in these 3 movies. Her arc was the most prominent and it made me tear up. I also love that clawen were finally in a healthy relationship without any unnecessary drama. They communicated, they were partners. All those beautiful moments!! I hoped we would get another kiss like in the other movies but I wasn't expecting one- and then we got that long kiss moment, all those hugs! The worrying, the reunions. Sigh. That perfect plane scene with his "i love you".

I loved their reunion with Maisie as well, that hug + that other hug later with Claire and Maisie warmed my heart. If I had to get picky with anything in this movie was that I wish it had been longer lol had a Dominion part 2 but that's not that easy and they already had issues with COVID back then so I was impressed with all we got.

I wished Maisie called them "mom" and "dad" but I can also understand why they didn't. It could have been perceived as corny or too easy. Her calling them her parents was a lot already- which I loved. Even an apology scene with her and Claire would have been nice but it's not something that overly bothered me. And yeah it would have been nice to get more Blue, but again there was already so much happening in the movie.

I loved seeing Owen saving Claire for once in this movie. It didn't make her look weak, it was just realistic I mean they're surrounded by dinosaurs. They're all saving each other at some point and it was nice to have that. And I mean Claire was still really badass in this movie. That opening sequence and the jungle scene? oof.

I almost cried when the OG 3 met clawen and Maisie. The callbacks to JP were great without being cheesy. The script was smart without being corny. I'm just still on a high from it and can't wait to see it again. Normally with movies you don't really get great character writing and progression for a female character (claire) and an amazing love story without over the top drama. The most we saw was in FK post breakup but even then we got a lot of great moments between them. I just wasn't expecting all the clawen we got. At all. I was on cloud 9 repeatedly.

#ask #clawen #jurassic world #dominion #text

[surrealsunday]

i hate that it took me too long to do it but i FINALLY read chapter 8! just saw you posted chapter 9 a few hours ago and i’m abt to read it but i just wanted to send you my thoughts of this chapter bfr i forget ahahah 😭

gooosh the pain at first was unbearable, like imagining both of them being such a mess, lack of sleep and sm tears…wanted to give them a tight hug and never let go 🥺 (also idriss’ story mentioning eliott with “your bags have bags bro” is so relatable sbsjdb)

also the fact that he’s slowly realizing and it actually hits him that his feelings for lucas are stronger than he thought, that he’s slowing falling in love with him, wether with the others comments or his own thoughts 🥺 then basile and arthur saying they decided to tell lucas everything, wow!

but the moment lucas stepped surprisingly into the studio, seeing that painting (i SCREAMED seeing the pic of the painting btw, i mean 🤌🏻🔥) and letting all his feelings out, his insecurities MY BOY JUST PROTECT HIM AT ALL COST!! (also just the image of lucas wearing a sweater a bit too large for him 🥺🥺), AND THE “i hate…” SCENE PLS, i love the og sm and here just picturing lucas saying all of this to eliott with tears in his eyes, wow! sm chills!

then the second ‘grand gesture’ of eliott…THE WAY I EXPECTED HIM TO DO IT AHAHAHHA 🤣 that moment when he shows it to lucas was so sweet (and emotional too obviously), they both love eo so deeply it’s insane! the way lucas never let go of eliott’s arm throughout the entire thing 🥺 eliott not quite saying “i love you”, but admitting he fell for him, the tattoo’s explanations, him loving the tattooed flowers as soon as lucas entered his life, basically that everything’s worth it as long as it’s lucas, for him…MY HEART! (also lucas making sure eliott is his with the “ever again, indirectly admitting he, too, sees a future w/ eliott 🥺) then they finally kissed again and the way i felt so soft, i love them so so much 💗 i couldn’t stop giggling and smiling so big, like they found one another again, my babies <33 lucas’ “you trying to eat me?” BYE IBOL he’s so unserious lmaoo, but then the “we take it one step at a time” + “we have time”…yeah they clearly have all the time in the world, their entire life actually ✨

aaah that giddy, soft and happy state they radiate every time, no matter the pain we and they had before, will never not hit me big ngl, their power 🔥

still cant believe we’ll soon have to say goodbye to them, again… 😔

btw i hope you had a great week and that getting back to work went great and wasn’t too harsh ♥️

Ahhhh but I love reading your comments!

I liked the idea that Eliott slowly realizes how strong his feelings are. It's not so much that they surprise him but that he just hesitates to accept them because they happened so fast. But then once he does... he's all in. That felt very Eliott to me.

Ah yes, the studio moment. I had wondered for a while when I was writing how I would go about that moment. I knew I didn't want it to be a public setting. Not when the Charles reveal had been a public humiliation. Lucas deserved to have that moment in private. And yes omg the image of Lucas. I always see the scenes perfectly in my head and him standing there in a big sweater with his eyes filling with tears and just looking so vulnerable... I had to inflict it on all of you too lol.

I'm so glad you liked the scene with Eliott's gesture and the making up. I really wanted to get across how much they both WANT to make up. Like Lucas was betrayed and he has all the reason to still be very angry but at the end of the day, he's falling in love and he doesn't want to lose Eliott anymore than Eliott wants to lose him. So it's not so much a 'and now things are fixed' moment, as it is a 'we care enough to move past this and try' moment.

I can't believe it's ending soon either! I think that's while I'll take some time this week just to work on the next chapter a little more slowly. Gotta savour those last moments with them!

#10 things fic

[piglet26]

Star Wars: The Force Awakens Rewatch Part 3

Harrison Ford looks like he's genuinely having fun running around with Chewie and shooting things.

While it's hilarious that Finn's first instinct is to run, it's great that once it's understood that Rey is in trouble he actually goes not only into battle to directly into the First Order HQ. It's a great friendship especially with those iconic Rey's! Sad that's it's kind of mocked for being simpish.

Reylo - heart eyes - him appearing out the forest like a dark prince and freezing her. The bridal carry at the torn down castle. It's just a hint at what's to come but it's enough that you understand something is different about them. Fairytale vibes for real.

Finn "He took her did you see that. He took her, she's gone."

Han "Yeah, yeah, I know."

Finn stares after him stunned. haha

Finn he's a little preoccupied right now. He just saw his son with a girl, he's about his meet his wifey again after how long. Rey is like 5th on this list right now, while she's your #1

Han and Leia finally back together 1 hour 20 minutes in. Someone was mad.

Poe/Finn is a great bromance.

See Finn, Han did mention Rey to Leia as soon as he got other stuff out the way.

I love Leia as a leader. Side note: the sexism, yes sexism, Carrie faced for aging and gaining weight while Harrison ford is grey and Mark looks like a drunk is bull crap.

R2D2, 3PO Iconic.

Leia and Han scene about their son going bad is a great scene and you see the history and the love between them.

It might sound odd that with an interrogation scene Reylos said we're never letting this go - but yes, that's how it is. So many things are fascinating about this scene. How long has he sat there and observed her? He's kneeling as opposed to standing over her. He refers to her as his guest. He doesn't like her friends, but tells her he doesn't know where they are.

Kylo Ren "You still want to kill me"

Ren "That's what happens when you're being hunted by a creature in a mask."

Kylo Ren reveals a handsome dark prince look literally made for vaginas

Rey: Girl, same

It's also canon in this scene that their force bond is made her and they both feel it. Read the books. Honestly, the chemistry here really is great between them and the dialogue. Daisy Ridley is a great actress having to act while strapped to a table. She just doesn't get the credit.

Poe Dameron is the kind of fighter you want. Brace, fearless and rowdy.

Han "Ok, how do we blow it up. There's always a way to do that." Love Han! You need people like this around in the midst of crisis.

I wasn't an OG fan and I didn't grow up with Star Wars so I don't have the attachment to the OG3 but this was a touching scene.

Han "What was your job when you were based her?"

Finn " Sanitation"

Han " Sanitation?! Then how do you know how to disable the shields?"

Fin " I don't. I'm just here to get Rey

"Han "People are counting on us. The galaxy is counting on us."

This exchange, them kidnapping Phasma, the whole it's great.

Yes Rey, put those scavenger skills to use and climb.

Rey: "Finn, what are you doing here?"

Finn "We came back for you"

Chewie: Roaring

Finn " What he say?"

Rey "He says it was your idea."

Suffocating hug. Honestly, you want people like Finn, Han and Chewie to have your back. Yes people! Please come and save me and don't leave me like a Martyr.

Oh it's hurts to know that Han and company had escaped and only went back in to help the resistance.

Aww Finn gave Rey his jacket and....... then got the jacket back in the next scene?

The infamous scene

Adam Driver and Harrison Ford had a lot of ground to cover in this scene since this was literally their only scene. You had to not only believe in their history but care about it.

Whatever good will this movie built up it just squandered it for the OG fans. Not only killing Han but not putting Luke, Leia and Han in a scene together. Yeah, it's down hill from here for these fans.

*Reylo criticism* he pushed her into a tree! To defend himself cause she was about to shoot him.

Yes, it's stupid that Rey beat Kylo Ren. If she fought more streetwise which is something she was used to then that would have made more sense. I don't care that he was wounded, spiritually fucked up and already fought Finn. Scratch him? Yes. Outright beat him? No.

*Reylo criticism* They fought. He mostly played with her honestly until she got the jump on him.

!Reylo Moment! You need a teacher! He's got a soft spot for her.

!Finnrey Moment! Rey watching over Finn. "We'll see each other again. I believe that. Thank you, my friend"

Special shout out to Leia final princess outfit.

And we're off to find Luke thanks to R2D2 waking up.

This planet is called Ack-Tu? I think. Anyways it's beautiful. Rey don't go back to Jakku I love a desert as much as a scorpion but there's greenery, water and fresh air here.

Disney plus has special features?! Wow.

Overall, a pretty solid film for a new fan.

#star wars #rey star wars #star wars fanart #star wars rey #rey skywalker #kylo ren #general hux #george lucas #finnrey #reylo

[sonicasura]

This ask is based on art made by @jimlikesdrawing of a Cybertronian Luffy and Zoro.

What if during the Corazon in TFP AU, an Artifact of the Primes was discovered that could turn humans into Cybertronians and a visiting Luffy, or Zoro, or any other person from the OP world was affected by it?

How much chaos is caused to Team Prime because of that?

The art in question as more folks should see it: Luffy and Zoro.

If anyone is getting affected by a Cybertronian Relic, then it's most likely Corazón. This man is accident prone and enough awareness dip for it to happen. Now how it will go.

The item was found in the ruins of an ancient town. It resembles metal band with very faded Cybertronian text. Corazón, Optimus and Arcee were on this mission. Things been fine for the most part until they found the artifact. It went to hell as some Vehicons showed up alongside Megatron.

You know that scene from OG Ben 10 where Ben got the watch? The scuffle had the artifact, Onyx Prime's Brand of Kin, latch onto Corazón's throat instead the wrist. It activates and the type of bot he became was unexpected.

A Predacon. One's whose beast mode resembles an amphithere, a type of legless dragon. Corazón obviously flipped out and Megatron dips as he rather not deal with that at the moment. It was super awkward when the three came back.

One: Shockwave hasn't shown up at this point thus no Predacons. Two: A human becoming a Cybertronian is very very very massive discovery. Three: It's fucking Corazón. The accident prone man that already makes a large mess being his normal self.

Corazón's bot mode is 40 ft and Beast mode is 52 ft. He resembles himself but the feathery mantle has spread further out. Black metallic yet surprising soft feathers cover his upper arms, frames his sides, waist, and lower body. Beast mode resembles the Quezalcoatlus type of amphithere with a blend of black, pink and soft white. His crown being blonde since it's his 'hair'.

The Brand of Kin turns Non-Cybertronians into a type that matches who they are. Thus Corazón came a Predacon as his personality matches how legless dragons are depicted. Kind yet powerful guardians who wish to help and guide others.

Anyone the device was damaged thanks to the scuffle so Corazón couldn't take it off for quite awhile. Until then, he took this as an opportunity to understand his Cybertronian companions better. Also the blonde did tell the kids what Energon tasted like.

Corazón: It tastes sweet and tangy. Like honey covered fruit.

Miko: So it's basically tastes like fruit juice? Huh.

Corazón does take advantage of his new form to hug the bots. They all need it and he can fully wrap his arms around them now! Ratchet begrudgingly accepts his fate.

If Miko has the Apex Armor then the Brand of Kin is Corazón's personal relic. He only uses if needed whether the situation calls for it, hugs included. Should Corazón have it during Shadow Siege...

Law is probably gonna get bowled over by a very big robot dragon who wants to smother his long lost chick with love.

#sonicasura #sonicasura answers #asks #cf8wrk4u us #maccadam #transformers #transformers series #transformers prime #tfp #donquixote rosinante #donquixote corazon #rosinante corazon #corazon #one piece #one piece series #op #one piece manga #one piece anime #species swap #predacon!corazon #predacon corazon

[thesassywallflower]

Top 10 Feel Good TV Shows...or at least in my opinion...today...

Because sometimes you need to take a break from the news, true crime docs, and cult shows...or maybe that’s just me.

1. The Great British Baking Show/Off: To those of you who haven’t watched,  I can hear you saying, but Manda, how can a competition show be “Feel Good”? My friends, this one is. You start with a lovely tent equipped with all the kitchen accessories your heart could desire, plunk it on a GORGEOUS British estate, add contestants who are actually decent human beings that willingly help out their fellow bakers when they need it, sprinkle in two judges who know what they’re talking about, and top it all off with two hilarious hosts (Mel and Sue will forever own my heart, but Noel has wheedled his way in there too) who encourage the contestants with pep talks, baking innuendos/puns and plenty of hugs. That’s how it’s Feel Good. 

2. Miranda: A sitcom about an awkward, hilarious woman in her late 30′s who’s  actually a normal human being aka she has cellulite, struggles to find clothes that fit, gets completely flustered at the thought of dating/*whispers*sex and loves to eat. Throw in some goofball side characters, Tom Ellis aka Lucifer himself as the main love interest and you have a show that’s “What I call...such fun!”

3. The Golden Girls: What can I say it’s a classic?! “Lanai!” “Shady Pines,Ma!” “Back in St. Olaf...” “Picture it. Sicily 1920...” “Mr. Burt Reynolds...” If you haven’t watched, just do. You won’t regret it, I swear. Plus the 1980′s aesthetic alone is worth the watch. ;) P.S. I’m just a Rose wishing she was a Sophia.

4. The Lizzie Benne Diaries: Teeeeechnically not a tv show because it’s a web series, but it’s close enough. Basically it’s if our girl Lizzie Bennet lived in 2013 and had her own vlog. So good and so funny. Each episode is only 2-5 minutes long so it’s super easy to binge. (Also I LIVE for that moment when we finally meet Darcy.)

5. The Vicar of Dibley: I’ve sung the praises of this show on many a Tag Game, but I’m doing it again! A smart, hysterical vicar comes to a small village in the English countryside and completely shakes up the villagers lives because...SPOILERS...the vicar is a woman *GASP* 

(Also American TV/Movie industry? How about y’all actually be brave for once and make a show about a plus sized woman getting the hot guy in the end too? And not make it the butt of a sick, cruel joke? That’d be greaaaaaat.)

6. Derry Girls: Five teens try navigate life at an all girls Catholic school while living in Northern Ireland right at the tail end of The Troubles. I know. I know. It sounds like it wouldn’t be Feel Good at all, and while there are moments that are heart wrenching, it’s wickedly funny and ridiculous with some truly tender scenes. Plus it has a killer 90′s soundtrack.

7. Pushing Daisies: Whimsical sets, colorful retro costumes, delicious pies, crime solving, and Lee Pace as the sweetest, woobiest baker who also happens to be a necromancer. What more could you want? (Just please don’t yell at me because there’s only two seasons.)

8. The IT Crowd: This show is just pure British comedy gold. If these three IT techs can’t make you laugh at least once, I really don’t know what will. It’s ridiculously quotable and the scenes with Moss and Roy at the football match is one of the best moments in tv history in my humble opinion. 

9. Sanditon: Think a Bridgerton that you can watch with your mom. It’s all about the  lives and loves of the Parker family set in a picturesque seaside town. Two warnings though. 1. You will fall in love with Sydney Parker. (JOOOOOIN MEEEEE) and 2. So far there’s only one season and those evil showrunners ended it on the worst sort of emotional cliffhangers.

10. Anne With An E: Okay yes, they took a looooooot of liberties with the original story, but I still feel that everything that we loved about the OG Anne is still there. You’ll still want to visit PEI as soon as possible, and you’ll still wish you had a Gilbert, Diana, Marilla and Matthew of your very own.   

So there you go! Please feel free to let me know what some of your favs are!

#manda stuff #gbbo #great british bake off #miranda #the golden girls #the lizzie bennet diaries #the vicar of dibley #derry girls #pushing daisies #the it crowd #sanditon #anne with an e

[random-french-girl]

Motherland Fort Salem 2x10

Because it’s the finale and I want to end on a high note I’m only going to talk about the things I enjoyed in this episode:

- I liked that our little unit got their moment of glory, and that it was such a traumatizing act. Tally’s character as the WITNESS (of truth, of justice, of the atrocities of war, of the way things change, and don’t) makes her involvement in Penelope’s death (she watched) perfect. Meanwhile, Raelle and Abigail worked together to kill her and save the day... we ended the season as we started it, with a Bellweather and a Collar joining their powers, which is how they are most powerful. The way this horrible thing they had to do bonds the three of them even more intricately than before, but also has clearly affected them deeply... I hope we explore this in season 3. 

- The plot point of “our heroines will now be tried for murder” was... so dumb... but whatever, I could not care less, because I’ve wanted the three of them to become fugitives for SO LONG and this show finally gave it to me. They’re on the run! THE WHOLE GANG IS IN A VAN TOGETHER! WHAT CRAZY SHENANIGANS WILL THEY GET INTO! I love that for me.  

- Scylla and Anacostia reuniting! Anacostia telling her “we’ll be in touch” and Scylla saying “yes, ma’am” and Anacostia’s little smile that’s a third pride, a third affection, a third plain exasperation! I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR. 

- Speaking of reunions, I actually laughed out loud when we get Raelle and Abigail hugging their bf/gf and then... Tally... hugging... an older woman... ON BRAND asjhdlasjhlakshlash she really has a type

- Actually Tally switching from her og military war crimes milf to her new terrorist milf... pls. I know they’re pushing Gregorio as her love interest but the way they have Nicte acting with her is so FUNNY like come on! Alder barely got mushroomed! Have some decency! 

- Penelope’s father being with the Camarilla was predictable, but I’m glad it’s finally revealed so we can move along with that whole thing.

- Petra and Anacostia make a formidable team. Petra facing off the president was fantastic. Petra saving and trusting her daughter, and finally setting her free... The army is going rogue, and I am all for it. 

Wishes for the last season:

- Can we please not have season 3 end with the status quo PLEASE. I want the Army dismantled. The Spree gone. The Camarilla destroyed. 

- Abigail’s arc... Okay, I’ll reserve my judgement on what they’re doing with her until I see season 3, especially since we got that little tidbit from Creepy Camarilla Guy about the union of sky and earth, but :/ yeah. Please treat her fairly.

-They better give me a lot of screen time with our kids (plus friends) on the run, please. I want a MILLION SCENES of them bonding and having dumb little domestic fights and being friends. Scylla and Abigail making breakfast together in the most unnecessarily competitive way. Nicte flirting with Tally in front of everyone. Nicte and Scylla talking about the Spree together. Raelle and Tally and Abigail falling asleep all cuddled together, and the camera pans to the side to Scylla and Adil who are just like. Cool. No cuddles for us. Dope. That’s fine. Hey wanna get drunk and bond? Also: WHO IS DRIVING THIS VAN? (The only answer I’ll accept is Khalida.)

- Alder you better stay in your mushroom! I’ve had enough of this dude witch. 

#motherland fort salem #motherland fort salem spoilers #random meta #i have such a complicated hate/love relationship with this dumb show #but it does make me happy sometimes

[antiloreolympus]

5 Anti LO Asks

1. I just saw some post about body diversity in Lo and how it is grat and that they loving it, and it was just like 5 background characters that said only one sentence.

2. I feel like a lot of the couples are kinda not interesting no matter how much drama Smyth puts into them.

HXP gross, cheating, boss and employee, awkward for the work place, too many people are involved, and still isn’t grabbing it for me. Like I know other people root for them, but I don’t, it’s hard to root for a dumpster fire.

Hera and Zesus. The constant cheating was expected, and the bad communication, but Echo doesn’t spice it up or anything I would have been fine if Echo was a friend that shit talked Zeus with Hera (I know that’s not the story but still does Rachel care about accuracy? No) even though Zeus cheats we do get to see him actually care, BUT Idk Hera doesn’t draw me in, like they both suck, but Zeus is a bit more complex for me (with the bad husband, the cheating but still caring for Hera and being jealous)

Eros and Pysch. The beginning was interesting even knowing the myth, it was getting just a little stale and then bam he finds out on accident and I lost interest. Like they talked too much about HXP too much to feel like their own thing later on and now that he didn’t complete the test right like what now. Is Aphrodite gonna get in trouble or are we gonna forget? Idk they lost their spark for me.

Minthe and Hades. Toxic relationship that needed more time to expand explanation. Like yeah we know they are/were together but like that backstory wasn’t much. Sorry #minthedeservesmorescreentime.

Daphne abs Thanos are interesting and I can actually see why both like each other, where they started and I wanna know what’s gonna happen next for them. Like they have the life and death balance that HXP wishes even. And even tho Daphne isn’t a god, she told Apollo she was gonna ruin him, she bit him, she was awesome! And it was believable too since she’s an athletic influencer. Thanos has an interesting plot line that will probably be a problem for them later but I’m excited. Like both characters affect the plot outside of their relationship AND are interesting

Aphrodite and Ares feels like RS dropped the ball with them. Why is Ares flirting with Persephone? Sure they’re open but like idk Persephone doesn’t seem like a good fit for him at all. They were set up interestingly since we knew Aphrodite was looking for him, but that one little hug scene did no justice for either character. Like we hardly see them interact positively towards each other.

Crack ship Minthe and Hecate would have loved to see! My crack fic before I think a lot of season two was out was After Minthr parties Thetis and leaves her, she doesn’t snitch on Persephone and just tells Thetis to back off, returns to work all humbled out and Hecate and her work together on just personal shit and work stuff. Minthe asks Hecate stuff on how to get over Hades and how to be better and that’s when we learn Hecate always loved Minthe’s chaos. But yeah that didn’t happen. When I saw some crack headcanon s about those two I was like “didn’t know I needed this till now”. (I was hoping Minthe was gonna be like Petra from Jane the Virgin, starts out bad, doesn’t like the main character for most of the time but still gets a happy ending)

3. i like how LO fanss defend it like "well its no more problematic than the myth its based off of!" which like sure, thats an argument to make, but idk, the original myth didnt have persephone be nearly underage with no experience so hades can take advantage of it, demonizing several mother figures for the sake of a guy, a huge class divide thats frames the rich and powerful as the oppressed to the poor, and you know, ACTUAL SLAVERY. like cmon, it's honestly worse than the OG myth in most ways.

4. youd think if hades is self aware enough to know he was the wrong party to get into a relationship with minthe in the first place, that he'd at least be a little concerned over minthe being stuck as a plant, especially when persephone almost dropped her which would have killed her. the two of them just left her alone in a dark, empty room while they went to dance and goof off, not a care in the world. he seems more relived she's out of his hair now for him to hook up w/ his intern. its so gross.

5. I hope Demeter is pissed at her daughter for just like EVERYTHING. Taking a step back, Persephone is having a grand ol time at Hades’ place for god knows how long while her mother is worried about their situation and then gets kidnapped and Persephone makes 0 effort to try and get in contact with her or anything (hey hectare you saw my mom laying low as a bird, but any chance can you try and find her again and maybe we can arrange something since the literal god of gods is out for our blood so maybe let’s get the story straight)

Demeter going against her own comfort and parenting beliefs to left Persephone like with Artemis. It’s not Persphones fault that Apollo happened, BUT Demeter probably let Persephone live there after the murders to settle some stuff out and then 1 month of living there or so Persephone runs away to live in a motel and then has a power control issue. Let’s pretend the power control issue didn’t happen yet, what the hell was she gonna tell her mother? “Hey mom Artemis’ brother makes me uncomfortable so you can find me at this motel IN THE UNDERWORLD NEAR HADES YEAH THE GUY I FIND PLEASANT LOOKING” I know Demeter is suppose to look like an over the top mom, but yeah how was that suppose to go down? If she found out her daughter was staying with hades?

Getting an internship with Hades/underworld and not telling her mom. Idk if Hera made it a secret, but again Demeter would probably want to know that stuff being strict as she is, she probably would want Persephone to excel at a job BUT maybe not with Hades idk I forget, again it just shows there no trust between either mother nor daughter. Hera also sucks for testing her friends daughter with out actually having the intention to help perpshone and test if Hades is actually okay.

After everything Demeters gonna be like “this is why I wanted you to commute, I wouldn’t have been shoved in a bird cage if you you just have just commuted to school.”

Like I know persphone has to go out and make her own mistakes, but a lot of it boils down to Persphone was a brat. She demanded she leaves and then later killed some people got her way and then went behind her back and didn’t even want to stay in Olympus. Demeter isn’t blameless in this situation but Persephone is a murderer, glorified side chick, and I just feel that all of Demeter’s worse nightmares about her daughter leaving all happened and worse 

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #lo critical

[thelastspeecher]

I just updated a multichap yesterday, so I’m gonna be lazy and not bother giving this ficlet a title.  As an explanation: I was listening to the PJO musical a couple weeks ago and it inspired me enough to finally get around to some scenes in my Olympian Falls AU that I’ve been meaning to write up.  Last night, I finished up those scenes and decided fuck it, I’m gonna post ‘em, despite the close proximity to a multichap update.  Merry Christmas, you filthy animals.

(And yes, this ficlet takes place in the retconned Olympian Falls AU, not the OG.)

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             Stan and Ford walked up to the porch of the Big House, where Mr. D stood, scowling.

             “Someone told us we were needed,” Ford said.  Mr. D looked over.  Stan and Ford followed his gaze.  At the camp boundary, a girl who looked to be a few years younger than them was having a conversation with a man.

             “Lemme guess.  New arrival we’ve gotta show the ropes?” Stan drawled.  Mr. D nodded.

             “Got it in one, Pines.  Go handle it.”  With that, he went into the Big House.  Ford looked at Stan.

             “How you managed to get on his good side, I’ll never know.”

             “Eh.”  Stan shrugged.  The two began to walk towards the girl and man.  “Luck of the draw.”  They stopped a polite distance away.

             “Sunshine, you need to be here,” the man said.  His voice was thick from the tears glimmering in his eyes. Clearly, he was trying his best to put on a brave face for the girl.  The girl shook her head.

             “No, Pa, I want to stay home!” she wailed.  The man knelt and embraced her tightly.

             “Honey-bun, that nice goat feller what led us here explained that it ain’t safe fer ya to stay on the farm,” he said in a strong southern accent.  “It ain’t safe fer ya and it ain’t safe fer the rest of the fam’ly, neither.”

             “But- but-”

             “And don’t forget, that goat feller also said that ya don’t have to stay here.  You’ll only be here durin’ the summer.”  The man broke off the hug to smile at his daughter.  “Think of it like summer camp, sweetie.”

             “I don’t like it.”

             “You’ll make friends ‘fore ya know it,” the man said firmly.  He kissed her forehead and stood, finally catching sight of Stan and Ford.  “Oh, howdy there, young men.”

             “Um, hi,” Ford said hesitantly, stepping forward.  “We’re here to show your daughter around.”

             “See, sweetheart?” the man said to his daughter.  “Already, there’s two nice young men to help ya out.”  His daughter sniffed loudly.  “Mr. Chiron said that they’ve got a phone in the house you can use to call home.”

             “O-okay,” the girl said quietly.  The man hugged her again.

             “I love ya, sunshine.”

             “Love ya too, Pa,” the girl whispered.  The man kissed the top of her head and walked down the hill.  The girl turned to face Stan and Ford.  Tears glistened in her sky-blue eyes, but judging by the shine on her cheeks, they wouldn’t be unshed for long.  “H-howdy,” she stammered.  “I’m- I’m Angie.”  Like her father’s, her voice was thick with emotion, muddling her words.

             “Angie,” Stan said with a nod.  Angie frowned for a moment, opened her mouth, then closed it.  “What’s your last name?”

             “M-McGucket.”

             “Angie McGucket.”  Stan smiled at her.  “I’m Stan Pines, this is my twin brother Ford.  We’re gonna help you settle in, okay?”  Angie nodded tearfully.  She glanced down at her suitcase, resting on the grass beside her.  “I’ll get that for you.”  Stan walked over and picked up the suitcase.  “I’m big and strong.”  Angie scowled.

             “Ya don’t need to talk to me like I’m a baby,” she said.  Stan raised an eyebrow, impressed that she had gone from tearful to talking back so quickly.  “I ain’t a baby.”  She had a southern accent just as strong as her father’s.

             “How old are you?” Ford asked politely.

             “Ten.”

             “Wait, really?” Ford said.  Angie’s scowl deepened.  She crossed her arms.  “It’s just- you’re small for your age, then.”

             “I know,” Angie snapped.

             “We’re ten.”

             “Well, good fer you.”

             “Ford, stop messing with her,” Stan said.  “She’s a newbie.  Who knows what she could do to you if you piss her off enough?”  Angie looked up at Stan curiously.

             “That’s a dirty word ya just used.”

             “Mom isn’t here to wash my mouth out with soap.”

             “Hmm.”  Angie seemed thoughtful.

             “Don’t encourage her to curse,” Ford said.  “Do you think her mortal family would want that?”  He walked up to Angie and smiled.  “I apologize for insulting you.”

             “I ‘ccept yer apology,” Angie mumbled.  She rubbed her eyes.  “Since this is camp, is there a cabin y’all ‘re s’pposed to take me to or somethin’?”

             “There sure is!” Stan said cheerfully.  “C’mon, I’ll show you!  And after we get you settled in, we can do a tour.”

             “A tour?” Angie asked curiously.  The three set off, Ford in front, Stan and Angie trailing after him. “How big is this place?”

             “A lot bigger than you’d expect,” Ford said.  He began to list off the various features of Camp Half-Blood, counting them on his fingers.  “There’s the cabins, the strawberry fields, the dock, the pond, the stables-”

             “Stables!” Angie gasped.  “There’s horses?”

             “No.  Pegasi.”

             “Huh?”

             “Horses with wings,” Stan supplied.  Angie’s eyes widened.  “You can fly on ‘em.”

             “Whoa.”  Angie managed a small smile.  “Maybe there’s somethin’ good ‘bout here after all.”

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             “Ugh, great, he’s here,” Angie muttered to herself.

             “Who?” Ford asked.  Angie scowled.

             “Ryan.”

             “Oh, the head of the Apollo cabin,” Ford said cheerfully.  Angie rolled her eyes.

             “Technically, yes.”

             “I think he’s more of a dick than a head,” Stan said.  Angie giggled.  Ryan began to do an archery demonstration with his usual prideful flair.  “He’s the worst.”

             “Agreed,” Angie muttered.  She crossed her arms.  “And he’s not even- there’s a better way to do that!”  She stormed over to Ryan.  Ryan was already eighteen, while Angie was a very short eleven, making the confrontation that much more entertaining.  Stan and Ford watched, amused, as the still green half-blood scolded a cabin leader.

             “She’s gonna get claimed any day now,” Stan said.

             “Absolutely,” Ford said.  Angie had discovered at the end of her first summer that she was too powerful a half-blood to go home during the school year; she would have to be a year-rounder. Thankfully, she hadn’t gotten too far from camp before she and her mortal family came to the realization. Since then, it was like she had flipped a switch.  Gone was the meek, quiet girl, replaced with someone whose sharp tongue could rival Stan’s and had a strong sense of justice.  After her first birthday at camp, her true personality had only made itself more evident. “The gods like people like her.”

             “So who do you think her mom is?”

             “Hmm.”  Ford looked thoughtfully at Angie.  “Athena, maybe?  She’s certainly smart enough.”

             “Maybe.  What about Demeter?  Her dad’s a farmer.”

             “Or one of the minor goddesses.  She’s certainly competitive enough to be a daughter of Nike,” Ford proposed.

             “Well, if you think you can do it better, then do it, newbie,” Ryan snapped at Angie, shoving his bow and quiver into her hands.  Angie seemed startled for a second, but recovered quickly.

             “It would be my pleasure to show ya how full of shit ya are,” she said cheerfully.  Stan winced.

             “I need to stop swearing around her,” he said softly.

             “Yes, you do,” Ford confirmed.  They watched as Angie marched past the line of targets that had been set up, firing an arrow at each one.  Each arrow hit the bulls-eye dead-on, splitting Ryan’s arrows down the middle, with the exception of the last, which had been slightly off-center. Angie’s arrow aimed true.

             A silence fell once Angie finished her display.  Beaming, she handed Ryan his bow and quiver.

             “There!” she chirped.  Ryan gaped at her.

             “Athena,” Ford said.

             “Or Nike,” Stan said.  “I mean, she wanted to win, so she did.  If that’s not Nike, I don’t- wait.”  A glowing symbol had appeared above Angie’s head.  “Oh, shit,” Stan said with feeling.  Angie looked up.  Her eyes widened.  One of the kids Ryan had been showing off to earlier cackled.

             “Congrats on the new baby sis, Ryan!  I can’t wait to see her kick your ass in everything else you do!”

             Hovering a few inches above Angie’s head were a bow and arrow.

-----

             Stan and Ford stood outside the Apollo cabin, exchanging amused looks. Angie was in her new cabin, unpacking her things.  Very loudly.

             “She’s not being quiet about her displeasure,” Ford commented.  Stan snorted.

             “She’s not quiet about anything, Sixer.”

             “Why is she so unhappy?  Most half-bloods would be thrilled to find out their godly parent.”

             “First off, now she has to bunk with that punk Ryan,” Stan said.  “Second, if her godly parent is a guy, and her mortal parent is a guy…”  Ford’s eyes widened.

             “Do you…think she has a problem with that?” he asked quietly.  Stan shook his head.

             “No.  But it’s gotta be weird.  And she’s definitely gonna get messed with for it.”  Ford grimaced.

             “That’s a good point.”  Finally, Angie emerged from the golden cabin, rage in her eyes.

             “Go take a walk and maybe you’ll calm down,” she muttered to herself. “No, you take a walk!  I’m perfectly calm!”  She kicked a clump of grass angrily, sending it flying.

             “Hey, uh, maybe you shouldn’t kick or punch things until you’re less angry,” Ford said.  Angie looked over.

             “Why?”

             “Apollo is the god of athletics.  His children tend to be even stronger than the average half-blood.  I don’t want you to break something.  Or someone.”  Angie looked down at the ground.

             “God of athletics,” she said to herself.  She grimaced.  “Ma ‘n Pa always said it was funny how good I was at sports ‘n runnin’ ‘n whatnot, with how nerdy ‘n wimpy the rest of the fam’ly is.”  She covered her face with her hands.  “Ugh!”

             “You all right?” Stan asked, deciding to remain at a safe distance, just in case Angie got the urge to kick something again.

             “No!”  Angie dragged her hands down her face.  “I’m confused!  Pa’s definitely my parent, so- so how-”  At the sound of hoofbeats, she cut herself off.  She, Stan, and Ford looked over.  Chiron had arrived.  He smiled kindly at Angie.

             “I heard you’ve been claimed by Apollo.”

             “Apparently.”

             “I’m not terribly surprised.  I’ve noticed you have tendencies typically seen in his children.”

             “But I don’t understand how, Mr. Chiron,” Angie said.  Stan quickly hid his instinctive grin at Angie’s insistence on referring to the centaur as “Mr. Chiron”.  “My Pa, he’s my mortal parent.  Right?”

             “I actually have some information that will explain the situation.  Would you care to accompany me?” Chiron said politely.

             “Of course, sir.”

             “If you want, Stan and Ford can come as well.”

             “That would be nice.  Thank you, sir.”

             “Angie, my dear, how many times must I tell you that you need not be so respectful and mannered?” Chiron said with a smile.  Angie managed a smile back.

             “Can’t quite help it.  It’s how I was raised.  Sir.”

-----

             Angie, Stan, and Ford sat on the porch of the Big House, waiting for Chiron to begin his explanation.

             “You three are aware of how Athena’s children come to be, correct?” he asked.  The three children nodded.

             “She forms a special intellectual connection with someone and from that connection, a child is born,” Angie answered.  Chiron smiled at her.

             “Correct.”

             “Are you saying that Angie’s a similar situation?” Ford asked.  Chiron nodded.

             “Why, though?” Stan asked.  “None of Apollo’s other kids are like that.”

             “It has to do with Mr. McGucket.”  Chiron looked at Angie.  “I spoke with him on the phone the other day.  He was getting nervous about the fact that you hadn’t been claimed yet, and as such, was willing to give me some information about the day you arrived in Arkansas.”

             “I already know I was in a golden cradle with some sort of letter, saying I was a child of a god,” Angie said dismissively.  Chiron raised an eyebrow.

             “The letter said more than just that.”

             “What?  Why didn’t Pa tell me?”

             “I suspect he has some…complicated feelings about it.”  Chiron cleared his throat.  “Apparently, the letter said Mr. McGucket was able to resist the charms of a Greek god, something which enamored and fascinated said god.  This, combined with the connection the god felt to Mr. McGucket, created immense feelings.  You were born of those feelings, to reward your mortal father.” Angie looked down at her hands, resting in her lap.

             “…I’m a reward?” she said quietly.

             “That’s how many gods tend to view their children with mortals, dear, don’t be upset.”

             “How could Mr. McGucket and Apollo have connected, if they didn’t actually, uh, do anything?” Stan asked.

             “I feel that Angie is better equipped to answer this question than I am,” Chiron said.  Angie furrowed her brow.

             “Pa used to go to bars ‘n play music ‘n sing with strangers,” she said slowly. “Apollo is the god of music.” Chiron nodded.  “Pa’s also the best sharpshooter in the entire county. His shotgun ain’t a bow ‘n arrow, but it requires the same steady hand ‘n good eye.  And…”  Angie’s frown deepened.  “He’s the god of the arts, right?”

             “He is frequently affiliated with the muses, so, in a way, yes.”

             “Pa always wanted to be an artist.  He never got the opportunity to pursue it, since he had to take over the fam’ly farm.  But my auntie told me that when he gets a coupla whiskeys in him, Pa will tell folks ‘bout that old dream.”  Angie looked up.  “Basically, my pa went to a bar ‘n made what he thought was a platonic connection with a stranger over shared interests, but really, that stranger was a Greek god what fell in love with him?”

             “Yes.”

             “I…”  Angie shook her head.  “I guess that should make my Ma happy.  She knew Pa would never cheat, but she still weren’t that happy ‘bout me showin’ up.” Her eyes widened.  “Not to say that she don’t love me, she does.  It’s just that, well, it was weird fer her.”

             “How frequently does something like this occur?” Ford asked.

             “To be honest, Angie’s the first instance I know of,” Chiron said. Angie’s eyes widened further. “Apollo has been known to have children with both men and women, but those children are born as the result of some sort of romance.”

             “Whoa,” Angie whispered.

             “Hang on,” Stan said.  “Did you say that the letter said Mr. McGucket resisted the charms of her godly parent?”  Chiron nodded.  “I didn’t know that was possible.”

             “It is possible to resist a god, though dangerous.  Rarely does it end well for the person ignoring the god’s affection.”

             “Huh.”  Stan looked at Angie.  “Maybe your dad decided he’d let this one go.”

             “I disagree,” Angie muttered.

             “Why?”

             “Well…”  Angie raised an eyebrow.  “I exist.”

#apparently the last time I posted about this AU was TWO YEARS AGO #so as a refresher it's my take on a crossover with the Percy Jackson series basically #it's a fun time and an AU I v much enjoy~ #it was half-baked for a long time hence the retconning akjlndsfjnkafs #Angie McGucket #Stanley Pines #Stanford Pines #Pa McGucket #Olympian Falls AU #my writing #ficlet #speecher speaks

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So...what kind of horror movie would you write featuring the Hargrove/ Mayfield family? (That you haven't written already lol)

oh boy, u may regret asking me this bc i am indecisive af and i can’t pick just one!

two that i'm actually writing are max as (g is for) ghostface killer in the abcs of neil’s death and also the max + tory nichols werewolf movie fic outlined here. also some more misc gorror junk bc i’m a demon and esp horny for susan wearing blood splatter. but more ideas commence below:

horror movie #1: another creature feature! awhile back @lucdarling sent me an ask abt max + billy hiding smth from susan and her like, playing along, pretending she doesn't know, and one of the scenarios that popped in my head was them keeping a baby bat as a pet. max finds it and she’s only like six or seven, and she thinks it’s going to turn into a vampire. so here is that scenario except horror edition: baby bat is actually a vampire type creature. not rly a vampire like, what’s prolly popping into ur head, like an undead human like dracula or smth, but like a bat monster that sucks blood.

billy being a lil older doesn’t actually think the bat is going to turn into a vampire. he makes fun of max for believing this, but he helps her take care of it anyway bc he thinks it’s cool. susan, like in the non-horror version, knows abt the bat but plays dumb bc she’s feeling a lot of guilt abt max’s difficulty adjusting to the blended fam (as of rn tho, neil has yet to reveal his abusive nature. the red flags are not yet red, more of a brownish maroon, and he is on his best behavior almost all the time, showering susan + max with affection and keeping the swears out of his mouth when he scolds billy in front of them) and knows the lil furry baby makes her happy. she tacitly cleans up after the bat whenever the kids miss a spot (bats poop a lot, dude) and distracts neil, deterring him from discovering it whenever he gets close.

baby bat gets rly big rly fast. and the older it gets, the more it starts to look monstrous. it still has bat features but it’s just like, different. its fangs grow suspiciously long, its hooks grow suspiciously long. its feet are elongated. a dorsal ridge emerges from its spine, spikes at first just flesh but soft fur rather like peach fuzz eventually sprouting. billy catches on that smth is strange abt this animal when it's as long as his forearm after two wks and still growing. he nearly shits a brick when the bat is clinging to his sweater one day and he steps in front of a mirror and only his reflection looks back at him— no bat.

max laughs at him all like, “stupid brother, ofc there’s no reflection. nosferatu is a vampire, vampires don’t have reflections.” 😂

susan catches a glimpse of the thing when nosferatu crawls out of the home max built it in her closet the same wk billy realizes it doesn’t have a reflection, and also almost shits a brick. she doesn’t know what it is, but it’s NOT a fucking bat. not a normal one, anyway! cue a comedy scene where she’s chasing it around the house with a butterfly net and it’s always one flap *ba dum tss* ahead of her, flying just out of reach. she suddenly regrets not getting rid of it sooner, scolding herself for ever allowing her daughter to keep a wild animal.

she can’t catch it. max comes home, susan tells her she needs to get rid of it. max cries, flips her the bird, refuses. billy tho…billy has mixed feelings. he loves nosferatu but he’s worried it’s going to get dangerous. he loves his dad and his dad is dangerous too. he’s stressed out enough, always on edge, knowing that one way or the other, neil is going to hurt him again. he’s already waiting for his dad to hurt him, he doesn’t need the added stress of waiting for nosferatu to hurt him too. and while max is 100% nosferatu’s favorite, it likes billy too. billy’s been handling it since it could fit in the palm of his hand, it trusts him much more than it trusts susan and doesn’t know any different when billy takes it out of the closet when max isn’t around.

billy frees nosferatu at an abandoned farm. there are always bats flying out of the old silo adjacent to the dilapidated barn. while he knows nosferatu isn’t a *normal* bat, it’s still bat like enough that he thinks it might make friends and be happy here…

yeah, that doesn’t stick. before long, nosferatu is feasting on that colony. leeches the blood out of a couple bats nightly. the number of bats increases with nosferatu’s size. meanwhile, max mourns her missing friend. she’s sullen af and won’t speak to susan at all. she thinks susan is the one who got rid of nosferatu. billy never fesses up and susan doesn’t contradict max’s assumption bc she wants the step-siblings to get along.

neil, meanwhile, is getting more comfortable. those maroon flags are slowly but surely brightening to scarlet. he starts sabotaging susan’s plans with her friends, trying to keep her around the house more and more, quietly but steadily eroding her relationships with other people. he’s getting more visibly aggressive when he disciplines billy. he curses him out with a virulent venom that dunks susan’s stomach in ice water and scares max so badly, she runs to susan and hides behind her even though she’s still so mad that susan got rid of her beloved baby vampire.

nosferatu’s appetite surpasses what the bat colony can offer. it’s like the size of a ten yr old human child now. fucker’s big. it doesn’t just have fangs on top, but tusks on bottom. it can’t go out in the sunlight anymore, the sun sears its flesh. it misses max a lot and before, it wasn’t strong enough to fly back to her house. but now it is. it’s extremely strong, actually.

so bc it's hungry, nosferatu grabs a snack along the way. some nameless rando, it swoops down and sucks dry. nourished and much happier, nosferatu makes its way back home. patiently waits outside of max’s bedroom in the moonlight, tapping its hook against the window until she wakes up. initially max is a lil startled— nosferatu looks so different, there’s a beat before she recognizes it— him?? yk, ig it’s male, the og nosferatu was a guy. sure, why not, nosferatu is a boy now.

once she realizes who it is, she is so! happy! max opens the window and embraces her friend. she isn’t freaked out by the blood on its fangs. she’s always known nosferatu is a vampire, albeit, she was thinking he’d look more like dracula than this bat-monster-thingy.

nosferatu moves back into max’s closet. it hangs upside-down from her rod by its weird, elongated feet. we get more shots of nosferatu sucking rando ppl dry at night, tho he remains gentle with max. when max drags billy in to show her he came back, nosferatu is less friendly with him. he’s not aggressive with billy, but he is standoffish. nosferatu’s thought process is somewhere between human and animal. he doesn’t quite cognitively understand that billy took him to the farm with the intent of getting rid of him, but he does understand that the last time he clung to billy, billy left him alone and never came back. max puts two and two together, and realizes it was billy who “stole” her friend. she yells at him a lot, he yells back, she then ices him out.

billy acts out bc he’s upset. runs away, thinks he’s going to find his mom…the cops find him first and call neil. neil is rly embarrassed and pissed abt the whole thing. he breaks down and beats billy in front of the mayfields for the first time. nosferatu smells the blood and it’s time for the main event! we love dead!neil, yes, we do.

nosferatu flies out the closet and right into the living room where billy’s bleeding and teary but biting his lip so they don’t actually fall. susan’s covering max’s eyes but so shocked and tbh, FRIGHTENED, she doesn’t move a muscle beyond that. neil’s got the belt raised, preparing to bring it down again, and nosferatu smashes right into him. neil stumbles, turns back to see this freaky monster looking thing. proceeds to whip the belt at nosferatu. tries to fight him off with the belt and it doesn’t accomplish much beyond pissing him off more— nosferatu, like most classic vampire types, has a healing factor!

max rips her mom’s hands off her face in time to see her pet sink its fangs into her stepdad’s throat. nosferatu sucks neil dry. billy’s a little dazed, not quite frightened. susan is just dead ass frozen, too scared to scream, even. nosferatu crawls over to billy and nudges at him, making sure he’s in once piece and forgiving him in the same go. max darts over and that snaps susan out of her stupor, but she isn’t as fast as our blood-sucking bat monster.

nosferatu stretches his wings out and with a truly impressive wingspan, hugs both of the kids. <3

horror movie #2: a haunting! this one opens with a bang. it’s a tragic horror, beware. we’re in hawkins post s3. billy died at starcourt mall. neil’s obvi had a longstanding abusive mindset and abusive behavior, but he rly takes his grief out on susan and max. mostly susan. she does her best to protect max however she can, whether that means shielding her w her body, sending her out of the house, getting neil’s goat to inspire his ire in max’s place, etc. but sue simply isn’t around all the time and when she isn’t, but max is, well. yk.

one day neil comes home early (bc he lost his job for a violent outburst, tbh) and discovers susan packing a suitcase.

sue fights hard. she rly does. but neil is bigger, heavier, crueler, and to boot, he caught her completely unawares. he kills her. and no, no it’s not some accidental thing where neil makes one bad move rage-blind. he strangles her with his belt. she’s clawing at his arms and making these horrible choked, trapped animal noises. thrashes and twists her body with everything she has trying to get him off but he’s so strong, his grip is unrelenting, and she's growing weaker, lightheaded with the lack of oxygen. strangulation can induce incontinence and when susan blacks out, her piss streams to the hardwood— neil hears that as much as he felt the clawing and heard the noises, even now he could stop, but he doesn’t. he just. doesn’t think his wife has the right to leave him, esp not after his son just did.

neil burns the body and the suitcase in the woods while max is at school. max has been spending as much time as she can (and often with sue’s prompting) outside of the house, so it actually takes her about two days to realize her mother isn’t around. neil tells a pretty convincing story about how susan abandoned them, voice saturated with apology and sorrow. he takes her out for a fancy dinner and promises he’s going to be a better father-- that being a better father is the least he can do now that her mother abandoned her and they are alone in their grief.

max doesn’t know what to think. she’s been preoccupied with her own grief and pain. she finds it hard to believe her mother would just leave her to neil’s wrath. she has a lot of hangups with susan and anger toward her for marrying neil and not getting them out sooner, but she’s also old enough to realize there would be risks involved with that. it’s hard to reconcile the memory of her mother just last wk pinning max to the wall to protect her from neil’s blows with her own bod just abruptly taking off without a word in the middle of the night. but hey, maybe that’s why susan left. maybe she got sick of protecting her, maybe the pain got to be too much and she turned tail.

but also…it’s early october now, abt three months after billy’s death but still fairly warm outside. yet neil is wearing long sleeves. neil never used to button his collared shirts all the way up, and yet. every collar is buttoned. also, mom’s car is still here. why would mom leave without her car?

that ceramic pelican she loved so much is still here too, on the mantle in the living room. it doesn’t seem like the kind of thing she would leave behind, she's had it since max was a baby.

max almost wants to believe neil because she’d rather her mother abandoned her than be dead somewhere, rotting in a storage locker or a hole in the ground. under the earth with the worms, just like billy. max has the worst feeling low in the pit of her gut. she thinks she knows the truth. she thinks abt going to hopper and hesitates bc she’s not sure she could handle it if he actually found smth. or what would happen to her if he did, where she would be sent, who she would end up with.

this movie would be more on the ambiguous end of things. an arthouse horror, if u will.

the days turn into wks and neil is crawling in his skin. the viewer isn’t sure if the shadows he’s seeing, always, always susan-shaped shadows, are of a ghostly nature or if he’s just hallucinating out of guilt. but the signs gradually point to the former— that smth paranormal is indeed going on. bc those scratches and bite marks susan left in his skin?

they do not heal. they do not get infected. they do not become necrotic. but they do not heal, either. days turn into wks and the wounds still look fresh, like she just left them moments ago. neil can’t wear light colors anymore because his wounds weep red into the fabric. he isn’t just seeing susan’s shadows either, he’s smelling her.

he washes his sheets and pillowcases a dozen times and the scent of her shampoo, her lotion, it’s like it’s woven into the fibers. he walks into the hallway and chokes on the aroma of susan’s perfume. he wonders if max is screwing with him, if max figured it out and she’s trying to torture him into a confession. one day he stomps off to max's bedroom, furious, adamant on confronting her. he grabs her doorknob, prepared to yank it open and then lets out a yelp, jerking his hand back with a sudden sharp pain.

it feels like a bee sting (which would be esp bad for this fucker in anything i write, bc i headcanon him as being allergic). but there’s no stinger. no injury. nothing. neil is freaked out enough that he backs down.

max, on the other hand, is getting gentler signs. when she turns the radio dial in the camaro, it’s somehow always her mom’s favorite songs that come thru the speakers. when she goes to pull clothes out of her drawers in the morning, she discovers that the things she’d just shoved inside in wrinkled balls are perfectly folded, neat as a pin, exactly like how susan always folded. susan was always fond of cardinals and suddenly max is seeing cardinals, pretty red cardinals, in just abt erry tree and shrub.

neil wakes up one night to his wife’s voice whispering “boo” right in his ear. he throws the covers off and discovers ashes in the bed. he doesn’t smell susan’s shampoo or lotion anymore, he smells the kerosine he’d poured all over her body.

his wounds still won’t heal. whenever he looks in the mirror, he catches a glimpse of susan walking past behind him, peering at him from her peripheral. he whips around, heart hammering, but there’s never any tangible person there.

max is almost certain her mother is dead at this point. neil’s been so bizarrely nice to her lately. she never believed in ghosts but her experiences with the upside-down broadened her perception of reality. she doesn’t know how else to explain the songs, the cardinals, the folded clothes. the way that these days, whenever she does feel fear toward neil, it just fades away. her fear melts like popsicles in the sun, immediately replaced by the sensation of a warm, maternal hug, as if arms she can’t see are trying to reassure her she truly doesn’t need to be afraid of him anymore.

in fact, max feels so unafraid of neil and brave, that one night she calls him out on it. he’s grizzled and unshaven in his recliner, beer in hand. she steps in front of the television he’s vacantly fixated on and folds her arms across her chest.

“you killed my mom, didn’t you?”

quick as a flash, neil leaps to his feet. he brings his arm back like he’s going to strike her and susan’s ceramic pelican on the mantle explodes into shards. the lights flicker, the television program cuts to snow with a static roar. every other knickknack on the mantle rattles and framed photos tumble off the wall.

neil very wisely lowers his hand. he slumps, boneless. he doesn’t say a word. max sees the answer in his eyes. it’s the dead of night and she snatches the camaro keys off the hook, marching out of the house, slamming the door behind her. it’s the dead of night and she doesn’t care. she’s going to blow past every stop sign and pound on the chief’s door until he opens up. and fuck, i just realized if this is post s3 he’s supposed to be in russia. shit. i don’t watch this show, but i know abt russia bc i DID watch the clips of that demogorgon that i rly hope isn’t stuck in captivity!! okay, but let’s pretend that didn’t happen?

it’s an au?? i mean, errything i write is always technically an au anyway, bc when i write stuff susan has an actual personality and billy isn’t *completely* abhorrent. okay, so it’s an au and mr. hopper didn’t blow up and un-blow up in russia. he’s still here. so max drives to his house.

she pounds on the door so hard this guy snaps outta bed, thinking someone’s trying to bust it down. she tells him neil confessed to killing her mom. it isn’t true, exactly, but he didn’t have to. so it’s a helluva grim drive back to cherry lane, this time in the cop car.

but when they go inside, chief prepared to arrest neil, no need. neil’s hanging from the belt he strangled susan with, shirtless for the first time since that night, erry seemingly fresh furrow and bite mark on full display. below his dangling feet is a map, the area he burned susan’s corpse in circled in red marker. did he kill himself or did the ghost do it?

up to u, we soundlessly cut to credits without a concrete answer to that question.

horror movie #3: crossover special! stranger things meets the chilling adventures of sabrina. sequel to that fic i wrote where susan makes out with lilith, queen of hell, and lilith kills neil for her. sue officially joins the church of lilith. bc in this ‘verse the church of lilith actually happens after caos s2 instead of the nonsense that was s3 and the inconceivably godawful migraine-inducing shit-fest that was s4.

killing neil was lilith’s only freebee. susan isn’t a witch, she’s a mortal, so in order to reap the other rewards of worshipping the one and only mother of demons, she has to fornicate with the witches and participate in the sacrifices!!!

this is, uh, well. it’s p much a porno, dude, sorry. 😅

this is just an excuse for susan to have sex with lilith, zelda, marie, hilda, big witch orgies + susan. witches bathing in the blood of their sacrifices, susan so nervous and timid but unable to deny her desire. the witch’s dressing her in their gothic garb.

how does the rest of the fam get it on this?

max joins the church too. she has more age-appropriate conduct with sabrina and the weird sisters, and what have you. just smooches and over-the-clothes groping, and whatnot, even tho the weird sisters, at least, would be interested in going further if given the opportunity.

billy dies in starcourt again, so he gets revived in the cain pit! hilda is the one who goes to him after bc she’s been in the cain pit many a time (i am still BIG side-eyeing zelda for repeatedly murdering her sister since childhood). hilda understands how jarring it can be to come back. suddenly alive!billy is freaking tf out but she brings him inside the mortuary, wraps him up in a big blanket burrito and they have a talk. hilda explains that he’s going to be okay and rubs his back while he tentatively sips the hot chocolate she made.

after billy’s calmed down, she brings max and susan in. max and susan can’t do as much magic as the caos witches— they’re mortals, after all, it’s not in their nature —but they’ve gained some abilities thru being in the church, following the rituals, and being carnally involved with the immortal witches. max happily shows him some of her new magic tricks.

horror movie #4: another crossover with caos. heavily inspired by creepshow episode s2e1, model kid (which i already v blatantly referenced in the last axe snafu update and i’m not ashamed, bc it’s a good series i love v much).

billy picks max up from the byers’ place rly late one night. it’s dark and the weather is bad and okay, yeh, he might be a little high. and a little concussed. he pissed neil off pretty bad the other day and okay, actually he’s defo concussed bc he doesn’t even remember what he did wrong!

needless to say, they take a wrong turn somewhere. they end up in greendale. at first max is pissed. she yells at him a lot! yells so loud hilda can hear them thru the walls of dr. cerberus’s comic shop/diner. she goes outside to see what all the fuss is abt, hilda never rly ignores youth in need. we love hilda, she deserved so much better…i’m getting distracted, okay, back to the story.

hilda ushers them inside. max is like, “ooh, comics? horror junk and comics? nvm, i’m not mad anymore.” she pats billy’s arm and wanders away to go check stuff out! hilda makes billy sit down. caos canon established that she’s psychic, at least when she wants to be. she smells the weed but she also sees his life, his trauma. billy doesn’t remember what he did to piss neil off or the abuse that followed, but hilda sees it clear as day.

he’s rude and cranky w her when she probes a little too much for his liking. hilda gently but firmly reprimands him and gets him a milkshake on this house. then she goes to check on max. she steers max to a v particular section of the shop, the one that sells model kits. now, max isn’t *huge* into model kits BUT they are p neat and she enjoys them well enough. more so when the weather is nasty and she can’t go outside. or when she needs smth to do with her hands (a trait she shares w susan) to distract herself and ease some of the anxiety when she hears her brother being beaten or her mother being shouted at.

max is actually rly impressed by the array of models. vintage ones and newer ones. monsters, slashers, final girls, tiny accessories like knives and bloodied heads. but when she gets to the paint-your-own shelf, her jaw drops to the floor.

there’s one that looks just like neil. unpainted, plain gray vinyl, but undoubtedly her stepdad. the expression on the five inch figurine is one frozen in fear.

“i think that one’s calling to you,” hilda prompts her, with the softest smile.

max blinks away her bewilderment altho she still can’t speak. she turns to hilda and turns her empty pockets inside out. hilda just waves her hand. she tells her it’s on the house. that it wouldn’t be fair if she gave billy smth on the house, but not max.

speaking of billy, when he finishes his milkshake, he’s suddenly totally sober and healed!! no more high buzzing in his blood. no more pounding headache or concussion fogging his mind. he doesn’t feel his bruises anymore, rolls his sleeve up, and realizes they simply aren’t there anymore. like they dissolved off his skin.

albeit it’s muttered under his breath, but billy does thank hilda. then he and max are on their way. max shows him the suspiciously familiar figurine in the box. this night cannot get weirder.

max knows what to do with the model kit. she does. she isn’t sure how she knows, but she does. she grapples with it for a long time. neil’s the closest thing she has to a dad these days. and things aren’t bad all the time, ofc.

sometimes neil gives max a ride when mom and billy aren’t available. sometimes he brings her ice cream entirely unprompted. neil’s the one who picks max up off the sidewalk when she wipes out super bad on her skateboard, carries her inside and then later to the car when her cut doesn’t stop bleeding and she ends up needing stitches.

but most of the time he sucks. she can’t rly be herself around him. he's indifferent to her interest at best, scornful at worst. he would hate all her friends. he scares the shit out of her when he’s angry. he doesn’t have a problem belittling her mother in front of her, tearing susan to shreds and making her out like she’s lower than dirt, the most worthless person on the planet. doesn’t have a problem beating billy in front of her or glaring at her with the promise that she’ll be next if she dares to voice her dissent.

max doesn’t always want to do what she knows she’s meant to do with the model. bc she's kind at heart and bc on the good days, she genuinely does have mixed feelings toward neil. never enough to hope he'll be better, he's proven he won't...but maybe enough to hope he won't get worse, either.

then comes the night neil breaks ribs. bad, like we’re talking, a-sharp-spear-of-broken-rib-punctures-billy’s-lung-and-he’s-coughing-up-blood-bad. that’s a trip to the emergency room. in the days that follow, at her next dnd meeting w the party, max places the fully and attentively painted model of her stepdad on the table. normally her pals would protest her derailing the intended game, but they can sense it, yk, that smth is different.

max takes over as dungeon master to the protest of no one, all other mouths sealed as if bewitched and spellbound. she narrators a scene where the demogorgon devours neil and uses the demogorgon piece and the model for demonstration.

when max returns home, neil is strewn across the house in gory chunks and torn wallpaper curls around massive claw marks.

#writerwhowritesao3 #susan hargrove #max mayfield #billy hargrove #neil hargrove #crossover #hilda spellman #my scenario tag #i may have gotten carried away #my bad #it's october! #i'm in big horror mode

[diazevan]

we stick together (and see it through)

After a bad call, Buck shuts down, but luckily, Christopher is there to pick him back up.

Christopher Diaz Week, Day 4: Buck & Chris + “I’ve got you.”

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TW: OG Character Death (Implied Drowning; child) & Panic Attack (Buck)

Bobby had rules.

Like the ‘Q’ word, Bobby was planning to ban the term ‘simple call’ because more often than not, when those words were uttered, the call seemed to take a nasty turn.

They were called to a house where a teenager collapsed in her bedroom.

While her mother was distracted, knelt on the carpet as the team were handling her daughter, she suddenly realized that her young son was unaccounted for.

The boy was only five, and among the chaos, he’d ventured outside, falling into the outdoor swimming pool, hitting his head.

Buck, who'd headed downstairs to grab the backboard, was the first to find him; he sprinted across the grass and leaped into the pool, locking an arm around the child’s front as he screamed for help.

It was too late.

Trying to hide the tears filling her eyes, Hen called it.

With a gut-wrenching scream, the mother collapsed to her knees, comforted by a shaken Eddie, who knelt in front of her, uncertain of what he could but say, he didn’t flinch when her face collapsed against his shoulder. Tears filled his eyes, thoughts obviously locked onto Christopher as he pressed a hand to the woman’s back.

When Buck stood, he wavered on unstable legs, held up by Bobby’s firm grip on his shoulder.

It wasn’t anybody’s fault.

Although Bobby could count seven people who would blame themselves. Including himself.

Buck slipped away before Bobby could say anything to help Chimney who’d remained upstairs to care for the daughter.

***

Parking the truck, Bobby was the first to notice that they had visitors.

An excited Christopher was hanging beside the main entranceway with Carla.

Buck muttered to Eddie, his voice hoarse, “Go and get him.”

“See you out there,” Eddie pressed a kiss against Buck’s temple before spinning to unbuckle himself.

With morbid curiosity, Bobby watched as Eddie shook off what he’d witnessed, plastered on a grin, wiped his eyes, and hopped out of the engine.

“Christopher!” Eddie sang, holding out his arms, kneeling to pull his son into a needed hug; Bobby knew that he’d seen Christopher in that little boy, which is probably why Eddie didn’t let go, lifting Christopher clean off his feet.

Another station has transported the daughter on Bobby’s order, his team needed time to breathe.

He was going to play counselor soon enough; Hen, Chimney, and Eddie insisting that they should have noticed that another child lived in that house, or Buck believing that he should have run faster.

When the truth was simple, a scared mother was spread too thin, and it led to the most unfortunate of accidents.

That boy died; long before Buck even reached the backyard.

Bobby unbuckled himself, gazing up into the mirror.

Chimney raised his hand, patting Buck’s shoulder, his brow furrowed in concern as he reached for the door, jumping out.

Running her hands over her face, Hen made her way out of the engine as she scrunched her nose with a defined sniff.

When Buck’s eyes found Christopher, he titled his head to his shoulder, hiding a muffled cry behind his closed hand.

Bobby’s heart jumped into his throat, he went to speak but realized he wasn’t sure what he could say.

Buck scrambled to undo his belt before sliding to the opposite side of the engine, jumping out and taking long unconfident strides towards the locker room, actively avoiding Christopher.

Bobby leaned his hands against the dashboard, cursing himself inwardly.

Swimming pool. Tsunami.

The boy. Christopher.

“Oh—” Bobby couldn’t believe it taken him that long to put two and two together, “Crap.” He jumped out, closed the door, and sprinted towards the locker room, “Buck!”

Buck was sitting on the floor, back pressed up against the lockers, and arms wrapped firmly around his locked knees.

Bobby slowed his breathing, gripping the doorframe a little too hard, “Hey, kid.” He said, using the softest tone that he could muster.

Buck’s eyes widened startled, and the gaps between each breath grew shorter, the action itself more labored.

Buck hadn’t dried off since diving into the pool, his forever growing hair was wet-through, dripping onto his pale face. On the scene, Hen had wrapped a foil blanket around him, but he must have brushed it off while they were driving back.

“Okay.” Bobby got onto his knees, in front of Buck, giving him enough space to escape if he needed to, “I need you to look at me, kid.”

Buck locked eyes with him as he panted through a strangled breath.

“Copy my breathing, all right?”

Buck shook his head, frantic in motion, only exalting his panic, “Bobby—”

“Buck.” Bobby remained gentle but spoke strictly, “I’m gonna need you to listen to me.”

“Can’t—”

“I know you don’t usually want to,” Bobby mused, “But I’m gonna need to you, this time around.” He held up his hands, raising them as he took a deep breath in, “Just like me, okay?”

It doesn’t take long for Buck to fall into rhythm with Bobby, but as the panic attack slowed, the delayed reaction to the cold kicked in, Buck’s teeth chattered as he spread his fingers across his knees.

It didn’t help that the station had the air conditioning at full belt to beat the California heat.

Bobby pulled off his turnout coat, “Come here, kid,” He beckoned softly, with careful hands he pulled against Buck’s shoulders, coaxing him forward, making room for Bobby to wrap the turncoat around him, “That better?”

Buck nodded, darting his eyes around, “Yeah.”

Bobby combed his hand through Buck’s hair, allowing formalities to slip away as he gave his pseudo-son the hug he needed.

Christopher’s worried tone filled the room, “Buck?”

Bobby moved, perching on the edge of the bench as he spun his head.

Christopher hung in the door with a concerned Eddie lingering behind, their eyes locked onto Buck.

Christopher didn’t waver as he tossed his crutches aside and moved around the bench, throwing himself into Buck’s arms, tangling his legs across his lap as he muttered, “I’ve got you.”

Buck froze, not moving as he scanned Christopher with his teary blue eyes. Studying him like he would disappear if he dared blink.

Christopher noticed this, reaching up to grab Buck’s cheek with his small hand as he instructed, “Don’t be sad, Buck.”

Buck’s lower lip trembled as he cried out a lie, “I’m not sad.”

“Yeah, you are,” Christopher told him with a frown, “But that’s okay!” He ducked his head, laying it against Buck’s shoulder, curling himself around him.

Buck crumbled, his forehead falling against Christopher’s side as he released a sob, “Sorry.”

Christopher breathed, looping his arm behind Buck’s neck, “You’re gonna be okay, kid.”

Buck gazed up at him, “You promise?”

Christopher nodded, “I promise.”

Buck melted, folding his arms behind Christopher’s back, closing his eyes as he held him. Relishing in his safety, knowing that he was alive and that he was okay; at least, one kid he fought hard to save, was safe, well within his reach.

“Proud of you,” Christopher muttered, earning a slight sad chuckle from Buck.

Christopher was, hands down, one of the cleverest people that Bobby had ever met, he learned from his surroundings, and the world was better off with him doing so.

Bobby blinked away tears, his eyes finding Eddie, who was leaning against the doorframe, tears running down his cheeks as he crossed his arms. He wanted nothing more than to gather his son and husband into his arms, but this was once of those times where he couldn’t.

Nobody would ever understand what Buck and Christopher went through during the tsunami, that was an experience the pair went through together, which meant at times, such as these, they relied on one another for support.

Christopher probably didn’t even realize that the help that he was providing, but Buck relaxed, the tension rolling off his shoulders as he melted into his stepson’s embrace, the grief of the day dissipating, even if it didn’t last, it would have been worth it.

Remembering the loneliness behind Buck’s eyes when Bobby first met him, and now seeing the family that surrounded him, Bobby couldn’t help but smile.

Even following a bad call, Bobby was proud that Buck was no longer finding comfort in self-destructive activities but with a support network that would never let him fall.

Christopher Diaz-Buckley would always be around to catch Evan Diaz-Buckley.

#911 fanfiction #911 #chrisdiazweek2021 #christopher diaz #evan buck buckely #evan buckley #bobby nash #eddie diaz #buddie #liberty writes

[spinchip]

i mean. the prompt I've got in my head is like. a lil bit zangsty but, zane being rebuilt post s4 make me wonder if he can like. actually remember stuff about what happened early on. maybe the og four are reminiscing about some of their early days, and zane can't relate because zane can't remember? like. all those memories were p much lost for good after s3... makes me think

A/n: 1150 words. this was fun!

“Hey.” Kai says, knocking on Zanes door. It’d been open, the invitation extended to anyone who wished to see him, but Kai still lingers in the doorway.

Zane blinks up from where he's been sitting on top of his bed, bookmarking the page he’s been on and setting the book he’d been flipping through aside, “Hello, Kai.” He smiles, though faintly, as he registers the expression on his face, “Is something wrong?” he sits up a little straighter, swinging his legs over the side of his bed.

Kai hesitates, shaking his head, “No- well, it’s just… I’m really glad you’re back.” He admits, stepping into the rooms.

“Oh.” Zane says faintly, instantly forcing down the Overlord's memory before it can snap to the front of his mind, “I’m glad to be back as well.”

Kai sits heavily on the edge of the bed, close enough for their legs to touch, “I… had a lot of time to think about things, after…” He doesn’t finish that sentence, licking his lips.

“What were you thinking about?” Zane carefully avoids any mention of his death.

“About when the Monastery burned down.” He admits, “The things I said… I just kept thinking about how I never said sorry. I know you said I didn’t need to, but I think you deserve it. From me.” He takes a deep breath, straightens up and squares his shoulders, and speaks with the most conviction he can muster, “I’m really sorry about what I said, Zane… and I’m sorry about the way I treated you. You’re one of my best friends.” He says earnestly.

Zane nods, taking the weight of Kais words. He smiles gently, reaching out to squeeze Kais shoulder reassuringly, “I forgive you, my friend.”

With the apology passed on, Kai seems lighter, smiling brilliantly at his teammate before throwing his arm around him in a tight side-hug. “You’re the best, Zane!”

“I know.” Zane smiles, returning the embrace.

Kai sighs easy, and as the silence stretches he seems to grow a bit more awkward, “Well, I didn't mean to interrupt! I’ll leave you to your book.” he nods to the leather bound book Zane had been studying, standing up with a clap of his hands, “I’ll see you around lunch, yeah?”

“I’m making grilled cheese sandwiches.” Zane confirms, Kai fist pumps as he heads out the door.

Zane hums, sitting back on his bed once again. He picks up his fathers journal and scans the pages slowly, letting his fathers looping handwriting and intricately scribbled doodles fill in the gaps in his mind, memories contextualizing in his head, and tries not to let it bother him.

It was easy for Zane to forgive Kai for whatever rash words he’d thrown against him.

He... didn’t ever remember that happening, anyway.

_______________

He remembers most things, it’s not all been lost when he died. He remembers meeting Master Wu for the first time, he remembers dressing in all black and ambushing Kai that night, he remembers giving Pixal his heart. There’s a lot of little memories in between, smaller things, the day-to-day that still makes its home in his head. He barely remembers his father, those memories damaged long before the overlord, unable to survive past that trauma.

He finds, quite unexpectedly, that he has no memory of the first time he met Jay Walker.

He has the memory of before, Walking up those endless stair with Master Wu (who had been trying to hide how he was looking at Zane, impressed at how he didn’t even seem winded on their way up) and after, When Jay had led him over to the living room to introduce him to Cole. the time between was blank, a record-skip in his mind, the scene transitioning sharply past the moment he first laid eyes on his future friend.

Once he discovers it’s missing, he thinks about it a lot. He wonders what Jay had said to him, what he had said to Jay? Would the boy have commented on his lack of belongings? Would Zane have explained why?

Zane consults another memory. Jay didn’t know he was an orphan. Then what would he have said, when they first met? Jay was anything but unmemorable, how could Zane forget?

He thinks about asking sometimes, or prodding and picking delicately until Jay volunteers the information himself, or even waiting for it to come up in conversation naturally. It never does, really, not in a way that would satisfy the burning itch.

He doesn’t tell him because it would hurt his feelings to know Zane had forgotten him, probably.

He doesn’t really know Jay all that well. Or maybe he did. Was supposed to?

(how many memories is he missing?)

_______________

He’d accepted on Chen's island he wasn’t the white ninja, he’s conquered that fear. He was the titanium ninja, and that was fine, really. He was still Zane, probably, just a different version. He doesn’t want to drag on this existential crisis any longer, so he shuts the door on it and washes his hands of it. He is who he is, Pixal helped him figure that out.

And Cole, too, but Zane would never tell him that.

It’s just that, when he’d been all alone down there in that dungeon, and Pixal had coaxed the shattered and splintered pieces of himself back together, his memory had been… it had been damaged beyond repair long before then, really, he could accept this now. Things had been lost for good. He knew lots of stuff abstractly, that he was a ninja, that he lived in Birchwood Forest at some point, that he had lots of friends and lots of enemies- but there was a disconnect he couldn’t describe, a distance he never told Pixal about.

A chasm made all the more apparent when Cole peeked through those bars and Zane... didn’t recognize him.

But the thing that settles the spiraling, unsettling identity crisis in his chest is that Cole recognizes him.

“You’re alive!” Cole says so confidently that Zane instantly believes it’s true, that there’s no way he couldn’t be the man Cole recognizes, “And you’re silver?”

He can match the face and the voice, he can understand that it’s Cole and commit that to memory, but he didn’t understand who he was looking at the moment he saw him based on the hole riddled, damaged program he’d been working off of now.

“Titanium.” He corrects, and there’s a dissonance with the face in his files and the one before him, “Cole, you look white.” He comments, and Cole just smiles and laughs and says a lot of things about getting Zane home.

The distance in his head closes when Cole calls him lug nut, and the memories are suddenly his again, within his grasp, Cole the one piece of the puzzle he needed to kick-start his code back into working order. His life snapping back into reality instead of a nebulous, intangible thing shaped around him.

This is his secret, not even Pixal had realized what happened, and she’d been in his head. He doesn’t want anyone to know.

It’s fine now, anyway. He can always make more memories.

_______________

“Hey, Zane, do you remember when-”

Probably not.

#zane julien #spinchip fic #fizzysugarwater #ninjago

[kurohoely]

Hi. Is there any way we could get headcanons/or a story where the s/o that’s from America and her boy (mad dog/kuroo/Suga/daichi/hinata/kags) take her out for karaoke and she sings a country song and surprises them?

hello! thank you so much for requesting this TwT i can only imagine the chaos for these characters kskskss (i’m sorry i didn’t do mad dog idk him too well) i did it this with a twist so i hope you’re okay with this one :’D sorry it took me this long

haikyuu boys karaoke shenanigans with their s/o - kuroo, suga, daichi, hinata, kageyama

genre: crack but i highkey did soft fluff :’))

wc: 1k

a/n: all boys are in time skip hehe no proofread please enjoy!! likes and reblogs are very much appreciated :D

Hinata

After having a long distance relationship with Hinata, you both finally meet each other here in America

Poor baby was so jet lagged the first few days, so both of you just chill at your place before starting the road trip

You both drove to the long, mother road of Route 66

Just the two of you cruising in the sunset

Your shared playlist was on shuffle, then a classic old country song played

Hinata was confused why this song was here inside the playlist

Then he heard your voice

You tapped your fingers on the windowsill, following the rhythm

You sang along, hitting the notes perfectly

Hinata turned his head, looking at you in awe

He always knew the range of genre you listen to but somehow it slipped his mind that country is probably your childhood jam song

His eyes soften seeing you in this state

“If you really liked country songs you should put more into the playlist. I would love to hear it more”

Blushing cheeks, both of you and no it's not because of the sunset

This smooth ass sunshine

Kageyama

You both went out shopping at your favorite thrift store

Need a new spring jacket because why not

He practically followed you around the whole time because he’s afraid of getting lost (cue shiratorizawa bus scene)

Suddenly, a leather jacket caught Kageyama eyes

“This would look good on them”

He brings that leather jacket to you

When he approached you, you were karaokeing softly to the song played in-store

Kageyama has zero idea what song it is since it was the first time he heard it and it had come from you

But he enjoyed it nonetheless

Actually more to liking the part where he discovered something new about you today

You swayed your body left and right and when you turned around

“What the hell Tobio you can at least say hello”

“No it’s okay, I was enjoying the show. Here, thought this might look good on you”

You tried the jacket on and it fits perfectly

“After this, you wanna go to a real karaoke” he smirked

You punched his arms softly and both of you laughed

Suga

It has been so long since both of you went out and spend time together

Since you’re both tired of work, you want to let out some steam, having some random fun

You both went to downtown, seeing all the local trinkets shop that they have

Went to buy coffee, window shopping and tried some random Sephora make-up that you know you can never afford (but lets just imagine that Suga would buy it on your birthday)

While walking, you spot a coin karaoke

Gosh how long has it been that you went to karaoke?

“Hey love, do you wanna go karaoke with me?”

“Sure! I bet I can beat you”

You started off with your inner weeb by singing the classic, the OG - KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE

Suga, lowkey being a Swiftie - sang Love Story

Enough hype song, you both turned down the energy by singing blues and calming ones

You forgot that you put one old country song that your parent/guardian sang to you in the car when you were younger

Suga eyes went wide, confused

You picked up the mic and start singing

“Wow y/n I didn’t know you can SING sing”

We all know he sat and just hyping you up and throwing praises how talented his s/o is

After you finished singing, he pulled you into a hug

“Let’s stay together until we have no more surprises” and he kissed your forehead

i am truly soft for hypeman soft suga :””)

Daichi

It’s Friday night which means soft loving hours are open!

You were preparing some snacks and dinner for your movie marathon tonight

Daichi is gonna be a bit late so you have lots and lots of time to prepare

You put your apron and start cooking and blasted your songs on shuffle

Daichi pushed the door and let himself in

You didn't hear him because the music was too loud

Daichi was taken aback the fact that this is his first time hearing an American country music

And you were bopping to it wholeheartedly

Daichi is shooketh

While you were stirring the pot, he went and hugged you from behind

Almost needed to have a takeout for dinner

“I experience new things every day. How long will it take until I know everything about you?”

Blush, blush, more BLUSH

“Aww it’s okay Dai, we have lots more days to know about each other :)”

“Maybe next time we should actually bring you to karaoke and teach me some more of that genre”

Best. Cuddle. Night. Ever.

Kuroo

Today is game night

Kuroo just got back from celebrating their win for the season

Pretty drunk but sober enough to play some more fun with you

Thought that game would be hard for him to actually focus, you asked how bout a late night karaoke instead

Thank God this apartment is soundproof or else rip neighbors

He knows you’re from America and he wanted to be the coolest boyfriend ever by showing off that he knows his s/o in and out

Cute

He picked Whitney Houston’s song

Idk where he got it but okay

Pretty good pretty fair for some Tokyo city boi

You were fired up, can’t let this rooster head beat you in your own songs pfft

So you skipped to the next country song in queue

You were singing so passionately trying to rile up Kuroo

But he just sat there and was mesmerized by your vocal range

After singing, you turned your head wanting to tease him but met with his adoring face

But of course, knowing Kuroo he won’t tell you what he feels (just yet)

Sober enough to keep his pride

“Babe cut me some slack will ya? That's like me singing any Naruto OP because I’m Japanese!”

He pouts (PLITH SO CUTE)

“Awww bub at least now you know not to mess with me again haha”

He tackled you for cuddles

That day he swore to never gonna mess with you again (sike)

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #hq #hq fluff #hq headcanons #hq hcs #daichi sawamura #daichi x y/n #daichi x reader #sugawara koushi #sugawara x y/n #sugawara x reader #kageyama tobio #kageyama x reader #kageyama x y/n #hinata shoyuo #hinata x y/n #hinata x reader #kuroo tetsuro hcs #daichi hcs #daichi headcanon #kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x y/n #kuroo x reader

[the-acid-pear]

Scarface was too fucking boring, didn't make it past chapter 3, but that's good, because that means Baki-Dou time 😍

Time to read the fourth book in this series! Excited to see Musashi <3

Chapter 1

COLORS

Baki please stop flexing

A FELLA SAYING THE SAME I SAID WHEN YUJIRO PULLED HIS SOB STORY, FR GO TRY SOMETHING ELSE! What happened with that whole "i don't care about fighting" eh Baki?!

Chapter 2

HOHO ALI JR???

ah no :/

HOLY FUCK is this quality bad!

He wants to taste defeat i see

TOKUGAWA PLEASE STOP SMOKING

Oh they removed the... Egg in the back of the neck, nice

God this guy's tits so fat 🥵

FINALLYYY HOW LONG SINCE WE SAW A FIGHT IN THE ARENA? A PROPER FIGHT I MEAN

Chapter 3

He doesn't even know 🐍

DON'T BRING THAT FELLA HERE RETSU KICKED HIS ASS IN TIME. RECORD

Oh i saw fanart of this scene

Baki, it's your fault that you are bored, you fucking teen

This shit boring ME

Chapter 4

Oh, goroukou is a title

I like how the prime minister is becoming a recurrent character

I thought he said babe for a sec-

That little "oh~" is a bit sus, are the old men... No, it can't be 😳😳😳

I'm fucking choking fuck

GOD ALMOST READ THAT AS JOHN CENA 😭

"yes <3"

These ppl never learn

Chapter 5

What a way to go, a la gamzee /j

This dude so weird lmao

FAHDGAHDH king

Dude he has huge round eyes tf you talking bout?

IGDUFSUEASEUURSS he's such a freakkk 😭😭😭

This is the most wtf thing Baki has pulled, remember when this was about fighters fighting? I don't know enough about science for this shit either man

Okay so their hug wasn't Tokugawa being touchy like he is, this guy is even worse, se juntaron el hambre y las ganas de comer HSHAFSFG

Chapter 6

Baki's dead

Katsumi about to kill get killed by my grandpa i see

ALSO KATSUMI OG HAIR WOOO

Katsumi bro don't be so happy over nearly killing him-

I love seeing him get better tho

Uwaadgsgsjdga 😍😳🤤 twisting my hair irl,,, 🥴

Finally Motobe remembered he was a character here 😐

FSGSHDAHDA KOSHO PLS

I LOVE that they got dark lips again

IM SORRY GOUKI HOW DO YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT EVERYONE?! LTDKFsjyrd 😭

Jack's scar looks cool ngl

Retsu living the good life lmao

AND HOW DO YOU KNOW, GRANDPA?

Hana just doesn't care, smartest Baki character lmao

Idk what they talking bout but good for em <3

Cum basement

Chapter 7

SHOW US MUSASHI'S COCK

Obsessed he thought his heart was failing 😭

Dude you can just hear the heart beat of your friends/opponents just like that? 🤨

Notice Gaia in the top left 🥴

WHY CAN HE RECOGNIZE EACH OF THEIR HEARTBEATS AAHSGA

Thick 🥵

Unironically built different

Chronic back pain if you ask me, that's how I stand to relieve my agony

Did. Did you just call him a femb-

STOP SHOWING ME PANELS FROM VAGAMOND

I love John sm lmao

Mr Musashi has 2 (3?) dads

Chapter 8

HAIRY LEGS 🥴

Those things look like boobs

Bet you would know eh SHAFADB

They jerked off the mummy?

Reminds me of eye surgery

AFjshAFDGAJAHAF

Mf came out the tube ripped af 😭

Chapter 9

Everyone is so feminine lately good ol Kureha fell behind 😭

I like his bandana tho it's cute

OH HE TOO? AND HE'S NOT EVEN THAT STRONG

Fat tits 🥴

Eheojeudkshs 😖😳👉👈

JACK STOP YOU ARE BIG ENOUGH ALREADY

HOLY FUCK

You know like i understand Baki, he is at the highest he can be rn, NO ONE can defeat him, but the rest? Like c'mon y'all just beat each other up or something

Ah, the miracle of birth 😍

Chapter 10

I love how all these two do is hang out together in bars, boybosses

TF IS UP WITH THAT ICE? AHDHS

I love what they have

Hana thinking of getting his 4 limbs broken again i see

WOOO!! Nice cock Mr Musashi 😳

HANAYAMA PLEASE 😐

Chapter 11

I love those freaks

I just now I'm seeing the little scars on his cheeks from the fight with Spec ☺️

I love the fact that Musashi has hair in his legs BUT not his arms like ??? Okay king

Heated scientist moment

HOHO POGGERS 👀

Chapter 12

UTSURAARSDFAFA sibling goals

GIRLBOSS 😍

URAURUSYRSAESGA IN LOVE???

Holy shit she's amazing

Chapter 13

And his ass is very thick too 😳

Those fucking sunglasses, obsessed

Debatable, he got struck by lightning :/

HE WAXES HIS HAIR? OMFG OBSESSED

WHY IS HE WEARING THAT LMAO 😭

Nooo they censored the cock again 😔😔😔

DO IT QWEEN 💅

STOP SAYING SHE'S GONNA FUCK THE CLONE

"I'm exciteddddd" "ok."

Chapter 14

You just hate seeing a girlboss win

She truly is amaizing

Also i just realized spirits have been showing up since the first book so this isn't so crazy lol

MF HOW IS THAT GONNA HELP 😭😭😭

THE LITTLE BUBBLES AND SPARKLES... I BET HE DID 🥺

Chapter 15

WHY ARE HIS TITS SO ROUND AND FAT GODDAMN IT,,, 😳😖

Glad seeing some things never change

He looks so much like Jun

IGSITSURAURZES EPICCC

Someone question if Yujiro knew how too write obsessed,,,

Chapter 16

Goddamn it you got even older in the past 3 or so chapters bro

Mouth to mouth soul transference

OHHH

HIS EYEBROWS FELL HOW IGDUTSITDIYDIGD

Some mf got turned on by this HELP 😭

Chapter 17

I love how Yujiro and Hana are still getting ready to throw hands while this happens lol

Okay yeah that was super disrespectful honestly, guy is having a chat :/

HAHAGSJAHA obsessed

God i thought it was Hana the one grabbing some random lady for a second AFDJSJSSJS

He cute af ngl

POOR GUY MUST BE SO CONFUSED OMFG,,,

Fsr I'm surprised he can talk, like it should be obvious but in all the fanart i saw he never said a word, also, he's so damn respectful 😍

Chapter 18

Idk he was never that clever /hj

Hehehe blood

I love how John can only sit that way

The size of his balls lmao

Coward won't even fight with his dick out smh :/

God he mad cute-

Chapter 19

I MISS THE DEATH ROW FELLAS FUCKKK

Hm i think this random tiny bald man is not Tokugawa but someone that looks awfully similar to him

YEAH NO SHIT I FEEL SO BAD FOR HIM, HE MUST BE SO DAMN OVERWHELMED

Apparently there was a cameo, i don't know enough about anime to know or care

Chapter 20

He's tripping balls

Tokugawa should have gone a bit slower with this poor guy, this is like a lot to process at once <:/

Nvm he's doing better than me

Oydirsusefs look at himmm

WAIT A FUCKING SECOND OMFG DIDN'T DOPPO FIGHT THIS GUY?!

SOMEONE ELSE RECOGNIZED HIM HE ISSS

Chapter 21

OHDIRAYEASURRSUURS HE DOESN'T KNOWWW FFS

Musashi be like °_°

LOOK AT THAT SMILE LMAO

He's just chilling, mentally killing this dude

Murder baby

Chapter 21

The way his eyes are drawn is so cool

YRAURSUFSIDTGA

And he jokes too! Wow I'm in love 😍

(nsfw) CAN YOU HANDLE DICK LIKE THAT TOO? 😍

WOW

I TAKE BACK THAT QUESTION

I remember a show where you would bring your own knives and swords and go thru a bunch of test, Musashi should have been one of them

Mf truly is like :]

I love how he didn't buy it

I can't wait for him to fight Yujiro 😍

Chapter 23

He truly is 😌

ATFJAIDQYSF OBSESSED

He was happy this time at least, 5 times he lost already btw

Tokugawa truly in unhateable lmao

Chapter 24

IM SORRY, HIS LEG???

Oh I forgot Musashi does that

JAGSKSGSKSGS HIS FUCKING FACE I CAN'T 😭

I miss when translators would add notes i don't want to google shit myself :/

"I'm hard as rock" /j

Chapter 25

Look how happy he issss

MUSASHI POG MUSASHI POG-

I love how Tokugawa can't believe he got it first try and it's trying to lie now sjdakdyv

This mf is actually making me insane what the actual fuck i don't know what he has but he's gonna make me act up 😳

Mf be shadow boxing too dammit /j

Baki please

Chapter 26

OLD MAN JUST WANTS A PUBLIC TO SEE THIS LMAO

Look at the size of Baki's eyes holy fuck lmao

He's gonna yeet him!

OH NOOOO

FIRST HIS DAD NOW MUSASHI, THIS GUY CANT CATCH A BREAK LMAO

Chapter 27

How little time passed? They have barely moved

Yeah you did it last book too Baki

King shit

Chapter 28

AKSGSKGSJSGS KING

I love how he only now realized

Okay no he has a point

I love how he just calls him boy

Look at that smug face

I trust Musashi but at the same time he, really should be walking around this new world alone. Now, if i were to accompany him... 🥴/j

Baki please

Chapter 29

I love how soft the artstyle suddenly got, like if done big a big brush

Yujiro you just insulted every single anime character in history

Baby Baki's just like "Ok."

I like how Yujiro looks here

AUGHHJF HE'S SO BABY 🥺

HOHO badass

Chapter 30

He died 😔

Idiot hasn't even beat he 0.5 reaction seconds lmao 🤣

HOHOOOOO?!? 👁️👁️

"my curiosity exceed my fear!!" I RESPECT THIS MAN SO MUCH??

Chapter 31

AMAIZING HONESTLY

Fighter to fighter communication

SHIT LOOK AT THE STATE OF THAT HAND

He's just gone now LMAO

I honestly don't mind Baki being weak against this, he never fought against a two handed swordman, this is new territory

Chapter 32

Oh his really tripping balls now this is why he shouldn't be alone

NVM HE'S STILL DOING BETTER THAN ME ON A DAILY BASIS, I HAVE A LOT TO LEARN FROM THIS MAN

I just now realized he's barefoot

Nice ass king

The policemen are quite nice

He's very cooperative but i can't blame the cops either

Chapter 33

Yeah no shit that must be so insane

IF YOU HADN'T DROPPED OFF SCHOOL THEN...

That's kinda funny but idk man he's right i think

He's just like :3

I love how he isn't picking up a fight out of malice but rather just instinct like, he can't understand shit that is going on

YOU ARE SO RIGHT BAKI IT ISN'T BORING FOR ME EITHER

Chapter 34

Don't you fucking dare shave him Itagaki

It's funny how it took 2 books and a half for Baki to start being a protagonist

Holy fuck did Baki add height or is Miyamoto that big?

Wow how perfect i ran out of space just now!! Having fun with this book ngl :]

#luly talks #baki liveblog #little gay creature sees famous swordsman from the 1600s and loses their mind #"i want his gender'' they claim #also for a man who was born 2 days ago 400 years in the future he sure understands shit better than me 😭 #maybe i too should stop having so much anxiety and just get ready to throw hands at ant moment #like back in the day... ☺️(😞) #anyway point is uhh silly little fun saga <3