#tw haywood

[ursifors]

in other news because i just had to block someone for it, if you are an ah fan or past fan and you still call yourself vagabond as a name/title/whatever or anything similar to that, you are not welcome here.

ryan haywood is a rapist and took advantage of teenage girls and young adult women who are neurodivergent, and abused his online fame to lure in and hurt those women. if that is someone whose video game personas you still think are fine to kin/name yourself after/draw/write about/make ocs based off of, something is wrong with you and i don't want you anywhere near any of my blogs.

#tw haywood #i'm really mad today do not fuckin test me dude #logan speaks

[ayoedebiris]

KEKE PALMER as EMERALD HAYWOOD NOPE (2022) dir. Jordan Peele

#nope #filmedit #horroredit #filmgifs #moviegifs #wlwgif #pocedit #femaledaily #bbelcher #filmtv #userbru #userrachel #nope spoilers #blood tw #* #i love her so gd much #emerald haywood

[achieveandhunt]

welcome to another episode of: the man who talks about how much he loves his wife does not, in fact, really love his wife and seems to be overcompensating when speaking about how much he loves said wife

#try guys #ned fulmer #ryan haywood #tw ryan haywood #yall i’m sorry @try guys fans #this must be rough news for you guys #i feel you #tw rh

[earthmoonz]

WIFEY. | EPISODE SEVEN (7.7)

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On the way home, the two drove in heavy silence while traffic mounted. Rain had resumed and Max’s anxious unease had given way to pained exhaustion. They retreated into their self, mind overrun with memories of their mother, and the bubble of grief they often swallowed was forming a lump in their throat. 

Meanwhile, Lena was at a loss. She knew that nothing she could say would improve things. She was hesitant to cross the lines of a newly formed dynamic. She’d tried her best not to listen back at the house, but from what she did hear, it was clear Max loved their mother. Her death had been a great loss.  The loss that Lena knew was different. Her father’s passing felt like a gift. She wondered if her brother’s disappearance was a curse.

Eventually, Max’s growling stomach broke the silence. They realised that aside from a croissant at breakfast and crisps from a petrol station on the way to Sandra’s, they hadn’t eaten today. Suddenly, all they could think about was food. Thankfully, Lena echoed their sentiment. The pub they found seemed like well earned mercy. Food fixed most things, with any luck it would provide a useful distraction.

(transcript below)

(MAX): Can we get something to eat?

(LENA): Course.

#*max kyle #*lena scott #*christine 'chris' kyle #*elton kyle #elton is max's grandpa! #*simone haywood #*danielle haywood #em: stories #em: wifey #*wifey #*part 1 #*ep 7 #ts4 storytelling #ts4 stories #sims story #sims 4 story #ts4 maxis mix #sims of color #lgbtq simblr #black simblr #sims community #tw police #gif warning #tw grief #tw disordered eating

[wouldicatchyoudreaming]

Nope (Dir. Jordan Peele) 2022

Prey (Dir. Dan Trachtenberg) 2022

#oj to jean jacket: this is as far as you go. no more. this is it. #nope #prey #nopeedit #preyedit #nope 2022 #prey 2022 #moviegifs #horroredit #my gifs #tw: blood and gore #cw: blood and gore #emerald haywood #oj haywood #angel torres #naru #sarii #taabe #(fyi the angel-sarii tie is the adorable surprisingly skillful sidekick #that everyone is shocked/relieved makes it to the end)

[softerpixels]

ava was out partying 'till like 4am last night so she called out of work and slept in until the afternoon. she got stoned, danced to some vinyl records, and worked on her guitar skill.

#ts4 #ts4 legacy #ts4 gameplay #the sims 4 #simblr #*haywood legacy #*hgen1 #*ava haywood #ava being an absolute vibe as always #drug use cw #drug use tw #smoking cw #smoking tw

[sortofanobsession]

Jean Jacket almost ate OJ's Soulmate and that's a Nope (OJ/Angel Soulmate AU Part 1 of 2)

part 2

Ao3

Summary: Soulmate AU

Angel needs help with the injuries he received while nearly being devoured by the blood spewing, key spitting Umbrella Monster they called Jean Jacket. And OJ is there to help. But OJ's world shifts for a second time when he sees Angel's intricate soulmark design the bleach blonde has on his back. It just so happens to match the rancher's own mark. OJ doesn't know how to handle that information. So he puts off dealing with it.

Ch 1 is OJ's POV. Ch 2 is Angel's POV

A/N: the reason that poll was set to end tomorrow. I was working on this idea. The Nope RI I wrote didn't go over well. And while I was thinking about plot ideas I was thinking what would happen if they were soulmates. Then this fic happened.

Unbeta'd and posted from mobile so please forgive any typos.

Enjoy.

Word count: 2k+

Content Warning: blood and injury. Wound/Injury tending, worry/anxiety, social anxiety. Description of violence.

Post canon events

Ch 1: Otis Junior's not good with emotions

OJ Haywood freezes. He had been helping Angel Torres change the bandages on the cuts he couldn't reach. The hospital had given them strict instructions and OJ was meticulous on a normal day. He must have been focusing harder on getting the procedure down as the clinic nurse detailed it before to notice Angel’s soulmark. But now he noticed. He couldn't unsee the intricate design of the soulmark on Angel’s back, just below his shoulder blade. It managed to stand out even along the bruised and bandaged skin.

It matches the one hidden under his own shirt along his ribs. The marks would line up if OJ stood behind him. And OJ could imagine a scenario where if he went up behind Angel and pulled him close, the marks would touch. And nope, he shouldn't be thinking that now.

OJ had not expected that. What was he supposed to do?

“Is it bad? Did they get worse?” Angel asks. And the questions have OJ shaking himself. Right. Angel needed help. Everything else he can figure out later. First, bandages. Then pain meds for both of them. And then everything else. Yeah. He could figure it out. He'd tell Angel at some point.

OJ gets frustrated with himself after a few days of trying to figure out how to broach the topic. He can't just be like, “hey I know you had this bad break up recently, and then you almost died because I dragged you into a mess that got over 43 killed. And you were almost one of them and now you are suffering because of it, but guess what, you're my soulmate.”

Yeah, no. That was not going to happen. So he kicked that ball of stress further down the road to deal with later. He told himself he'd do it once they had healed up and Angel didn't need to rely on him for help and could make the choice to stay or go. Yeah, that was a plan. What he hadn't expected was his sister to notice something had changed. So one night when he was struggling to sleep, he checked to make sure Angel was still out cold in what was now Angel’s room in the partially repaired farmhouse. The money from doing a few interviews had helped pay to fix the roof enough to stay there. It was better than three people in a studio apartment in what? Burbank? Yeah. No. This was preferable. OJ needed space and familiarity if he was going to sort everything out. And he had a lot of shit to sort out. He is leaning against the newly repaired railing of the arena staring at the sky that had so recently held a monstrous predator that nearly killed all of them. Jean Jacket had almost killed his soulmate before he even knew he was his soulmate. And damn, did that make him frustrated. Holst hadn't just fucked up the plan. But he almost cost him his soulmate, and for what? A few seconds of damaged film? The selfish suicidal bastard. He glanced back to make sure the house was still dark. He shouldn't have been surprised to see his sister walking towards him. He sighs. Glancing up at the window of the room Angel was in. Why was everything so frustrating. They survived the impossible. Telling his soulmate they were soulmates shouldn't be this hard. Not after what they went through.

“You know you could just ask the guy out,” Em says because okay, yeah, he might be staring at the house more than glancing.

OJ shakes his head. “Not that easy,” he admits.

“Why not? You may not say shit, but not exactly subtle either, brother.” When he doesn't argue, and his shoulders slump. She knows he won't say anything. “What changed?” She asks, her tone now softer and less teasing. “Sure, the guy almost died to help us, but like, you look like a kicked puppy even more than usual.”

“I saw his soulmark,” OJ says.

“So you think he’ll just leave you someday? I mean, probably, but that doesn't-”

“Doubt it,” OJ stops her.

“Doubt what?”

“Cuz…well…” he gestures at his own mark as he struggles with actually saying out loud, because even if it is just to his sister, saying it aloud makes it so much more real. But his sister knows him. She gets him. And he can almost see the moment she figures it out because her eyes change. There is a glint to them he hasn't seen since Jean Jacket dropped out of the fucking clouds.

“No fucking way,” she says. “He's your-OJ! And you haven't told him! How long have you known?”

“Since he needed help with bandages after-” he starts to admit.

“What the shit, OJ?!” She shouts. “That was days ago!”

“Will you quiet down,” he tells her. He glances at the house, then over at the rebuilt stables. “Lucky is-”

“Bullshit, this isn't about Lucky,” she says, quieter this time. “You don't want him to hear.” Her emphasis on the pronoun needed no explanation. Not even to OJ who often misses the subtleties of social interaction. He understands.

“I have a plan,” he states.

She scoffs. “To what? Wait until his anxious stupid brain gives him a breakdown or lets it slip that he stays here because he's scared to be alone and then you tell him it's probably because he is so damn close to his stubborn ass soulmate and a bond that is so close to being completed but you're a dumbass and-”

“Okay! Point taken,” OJ concedes, because yeah, he feels it. Every time he helps Angel with the bandages it's like his fingers burn at touching his soulmate’s skin. It's like their soulbond straining to be acknowledged. And if Angel had noticed he hadn't mentioned it.

“So you going to tell him?” Em asks. “because if you don't then I might-”

“You wouldn't,” OJ says with confidence. And he is right, she wouldn't do this for him. Sometimes her brother needed a kick in the ass to do something he has avoided. So she might not tell Angel, but she was going to make OJ’s life miserable until he does. He nods. “Tomorrow.”

“I’m gonna hold you to it,” she insists, but she is smiling, because Angel might seem like an odd match for her brother. She knows better. Even in the short time they'd known the nerd, Angel helped bring OJ out of the shell he found himself in after losing their dad. OJ had focused on the horses and trying to keep the ranch going. He hadn't really let himself feel. And then this nerdy tech guy wouldn't leave them alone and doesn't even bat an eye at OJ's odd mannerisms. Nah, he got OJ. Sure he would awkwardly ramble and fill the silence, but it was actually kinda funny. And the way he didn't doubt their story. Wanted to help. And that shit makes sense to Emerald now. That was probably his soulbond pushing him in OJ’s direction without the awkward idiot knowing. They were both idiots. Idiots that souls were made to fit together. Yeah, she wasn't going to let her brother chicken out on this one. It was for his own good.

Angel looks so confused. Em has been proverbially poking and prodding at them all day, and the poor guy didn't understand where it was coming from. After an awkward dinner OJ decided enough was enough. It was now or never. He just hoped Angel wouldn't be mad that OJ knew and didn't say anything. OJ still hadn't figured out how to say it. So he did the only thing he could think of. He grabbed the back of the collar of his own shirt and pulled it off.

“What-OJ-why-what are you-”

It was almost comedic how shocked Angel was, and OJ hadn't even taken his undershirt off yet. Okay, maybe it was stupid that he worried Angel wouldn't want him. Because Angel’s eyes had a look to them that was somewhere between awe and thirsty as fuck. And subconsciously, OJ clicks his tongue and Angel goes quiet. And that was something that was happening more and more as time went on. Angel really just got him. It should have been more obvious to OJ that they were soulmates. Like, Angel never got annoyed when OJ did that shit. OJ never really thought about how weird most people felt about the way he acted. He knew he made people uncomfortable. But Angel had maybe rolled his eyes now and again, but he never complained. Never told him he was weird, or that it made him feel any sort of way about it. He just went with it. Listened in a way no one else ever did. He read between the lines OJ didn't know how to offer up. It made him realize how exhausting it had been with anyone before Angel. And damn, that was something. This soulmate shit was no joke.

“OJ?” Angel calls him and right. He was only halfway done. The cowboy pulled his undershirt off and could audibly hear the way Angel’s voice caught in his chest, or maybe his throat. Either way, it was out there now. There was no taking it back. Angel could see his mark and clearly put the pieces together. OJ forced himself to look Angel in the eyes. And there were so many emotions on Angel's face OJ had to look away.

“I didn't…” OJ owes him an explanation. So he makes his mouth and tongue cooperate. Because his soulmate is looking at him with confusion and maybe a hint of hurt. Betrayal maybe? Anger? OJ wasn't great at reading people. But Angel tended to broadcast how he felt. Em had said Angel didn't just wear his heart on his sleeve, it was more like a neon sign over his head. So OJ made himself continue. “I didn't know how to tell you. Going through so much already, because of me, and then Em found out, I didn't tell her but-”

He is cut off when Angel damn near lunges at him and kisses him.

OJ is too stunned at first to react but Angel eases him into it because of course his soulmate would know what he needs. They stay like that until they hear Em laughing and the artificial sound of a phone camera shutter.

“Idiots,” she damn near cackles. “I'm out of here, don't do anything stupid,” she tells them. Not even waiting to hear any sort of reply. The screen door snaps closed behind her as she laughs her way out.

“You're not mad?” OJ asks. And Angel huffs, a noise somewhere between a humorless laugh and a scoff.

“Nah, not like you did it out of malice or some shit. And I'm pretty sure that was the longest sentence you've ever said to me, so clearly you mean it.”

“I do,” OJ is quick to offer. He had meant it. “I had a plan.”

That earns a chuckle from Angel. “Oh yeah? What was it?”

“Tell you once we both healed up, so you wouldn't have any obligation to stay or need me any-” Angel pulls away and punches OJ’s shoulder. Not hard, more to make a point. OJ looks at him with confusion.

“Would've been waiting forever, because even before the cuts and shit, pretty sure I needed you. Just didn't understand why. Now it makes a lot more sense.”

“Yeah, Em pointed out that wasn't a smart plan,” OJ says, rubbing at his neck now that there was some distance between them and he realizes how stupid that sounded. His injured soulmate had literally been at his fingertips, and he had just been too insecure to act on it. Wasn't exactly fair to Angel.

“No, it wasn't, but…” Angel’s pause has OJ looking back up at him as Angel closes the slight distance again. “I'm glad she did.” And OJ feels something inside him shift when Angel’s fingers ghost over the mark on OJ’s torso. Fuck, this was more exhilarating than anything he'd been through. Like that moment he dove from Lucky into cover and he knew he had pulled the run off without a major flaw. He had felt fucking high. But this. This made that seem like nothing. OJ reached over and pressed Angel’s gauze covered hand flat against the mark and Angel must feel it because he is securely in OJ’s space again, grinning as OJ meets him halfway this time in a kiss that says everything OJ can't find the words to say. And anything the action might have missed was filled in when OJ leaned his forehead against Angel's and closed his eyes. OJ’s bad leg aches from him being on his feet for so long. And he can't even imagine how much Angel’s bruised body hurts. But neither of them want to break the moment. It's fucking magical. A soulbond forming. There were still a few steps they'd have to go through for the bond to be complete, but it was starting to form. And after all the shit they had been through. It was unlike anything they could have imagined. A trauma bond had nothing in a budding soulbond.

Angel chuckles. “You know you're really stuck with me now. You thought I was hard to get rid of before…”

“You think I actually tried?” OJ counters.

“That’s…yeah, that tracks. But I thought it was kind of obvious how even after saying I wasn't going back to the umbrella monster, yet I did. That I wasn't going anywhere without you. I mean I saw you in my clothes man, and that is seared in my brain now. Then you go and just start stripping in the living room. I-”

OJ cuts off Angel's rambling with a kiss because the guy had a point. Angel had no obligation to help them. They had actively tried to get rid of him. Told him they didn't need his help, told him to leave. But did OJ ever actually want him to? Not really. He liked having someone there that knew more about that shit then they did. And fuck, when Angel had told Holst that they wouldn't just send Lucky out like Jupe had. Angel had stopped Holst's planning before he could even argue. All because Angel knew Lucky meant something to OJ and Em.

And as if Angel could read his damn mind, Angel tells him, “Don't think I could have survived that shit without you.”

“Me either,” OJ says with absolute honesty. “Killed me to think Jean Jacket-”

“Ha, like you could get rid of me that easily,” Angel says. And OJ could appreciate that. Angel had put up one hell of a fight to survive. Luckily for both them, he had succeeded.

“Didn't try to,” OJ says “Don't plan on it either.” The smile that earns him makes the cowboy feel warm and fuzzy inside. They had a lot of shit they needed to work out, but they'd figure it out. They'd do it together. And that was all OJ needed to know.

#angel torres #oj haywood #oj x angel #angel x oj #angel torres x oj haywood #tw: injury #tw: violence #tw: anger #tw: swearing #tw: anxiety #tw: fear #tw: cursing #tw: blood #tw: wounds #tw: wound tending #nope fic #nope 2022

[worst-mother-throwdown]

BRACKET 1

Round 3

TW: murder, attempted murder, child abuse, child neglect, starvation

Sheila Haywood propaganda

Abyss' mom propaganda

#worst mother throwdown #worst fictional mother throwdown #dc comics #sheila haywood #mashle #mashle: magic and muscles #tw murder #tw attempted murder #tw child abuse #tw child neglect #tw starvation

[snackwizard]

I've got the voices of many in my throat-- The teeth of a frog and the tail of a goat.

#nope 2022 #nope movie #emerald haywood #angel torres #my art #ok to rb #fanart #nope fanart #blood tw

[stealthclaw1]

I haven’t really watched RoosterTeeth or Achievement Hunter at all in the past 2 years, after everything Ryan Haywood had done came to light I felt it best for my mental health to keep their content at arms length at best. I only ever really watched a Mario party let’s play once or twice and then the first of the Uno: Infinite livestream but other than that was content to just not watch them and hear about things from my friends who continued to watch their stuff.

After hearing everything from Kdin’s accounts of how genuinely monstrous the people can be there, and looking further and further into it all…. I’m just done with them as a company, as a group, as a place to even really think or talk about. There’s only so many times you can hear about a toxic environment or a bad individual and see their or response amount to “sad and teary-eyed Geoff Ramnsey goes on a podcast or twitter and says they’ll do better and reform what they’ve done” and then never see ANY progress actually be made on that front, followed up by another account of them being a little bundle of monsters to come out before you ask yourself “are they actually trying, or are they just sad that they got caught?”

Because it feels clear as crystal to me that is mostly the latter now. I feel bad for a lot of people who are really coming to grips with how bad this company is on the inside, worse still for the handful of good people still in the company who don’t really have a choice or say in all of this and are as exploited and overworked as Kdin was there, but corporations and internet celebrities aren’t you’re friends. They never were and never will be. You don’t know them personally, you don’t know how they’re truly like behind closed doors with no recordings.

I truly want nothing more to do with them. There’s still some people there that I’ll likely follow individually for some of their streams and content who seem like good people, but like I said, you never know. But Rooster Teeth and Achievement Hunter as a whole? Fuck them. Throw them and their toxic little companies exactly where they belong: the trash bin of history.

#roosterteeth #rooster teeth #Achievement Hunter #tw ryan haywood #fuck all of them #personal writing #personal log #reblog if you want but this isn’t something up for debate

[moss-sprouted]

watching some try guys videos i never got around to watching before everything that happened and im honestly really struck by how hard it is to feel disgusted by ned because of the personality he put forth even though we now know who he truly is

like i genuinely dont think anyone "knew" unless they saw it irl but even then its disrespectful to say they did because with his general outward personality in the videos i can actually watch them, be uncomfortable and notice some things that are off especially in videos with alex but still its hard to see him as this horrible cheater which i think is why guys like him get away with it a lot

which is so weird to me because i was in the achievement hunter fandom when the thing with R*** H****** happened, and everything with him was MUCH worse but he honestly wasnt too dissimilar to ned but i think he was much much more, beloved and sexualized and i cant watch anything with him anymore without a profound disgust

like he did do much much worse,but his personality shined in a similar way and he is very similar to ned, was a "family man" he has two kids,and he even looked similar and was more fit that some of the other dudes in AH at least at the time like ned was and sometimes his negative personality traits would show and people would Love it, and i think a lot of people Did love ned's negative personality traits and sometimes i found it funny, and because im familiar with both of these fandoms and these dudes and the things that has happened it strikes me how like, better at hiding it and acting and being likeable that ned was and so i really dont think anyone expected it because no one at all expected it with RH and he was extremely similar, yet worse,and often could be more rude then we ever saw ned except when he was drunk

its just weird man the similarities are just Weird

#ned fulmer #achievement hunter #the try guys #tw ryan haywood

[aerial-ace97]

Why in the FUCK would Clownfish TV put that bastard on the thumb nail for Achievement Hunter ending. He hasn't been there for 3 fucking years. Don't attach him to that. He had to know that that would hurt people. I did not expect to be triggered opening up youtube today. I dunno why I don't have him blocked. Can we not just have some damn peace without this guy showing up.

#tw Ryan Haywood #Achievement Hunter #Clownfish TV

[achieverooster]

Finally got off my ass and cleaned up my room

There were. an absurd amount of posters on my wall that I just couldn't look at anymore.

I know there's a sort of underground market for posters with RH in them because RT stopped selling them, but I think they do better in the trash. where they belong.

The main reason they were still up was due to the absolute shit show condition my room was in. I'm cleaning it out finally and these were some of the first things to go :)

#trashhaul

#og #tw: drama #ryan haywood #ryan haywood for ts #haywoodgate #what rhe actual fuck was the tag i used when this went down #whatever you get the idea

[earthmoonz]

WIFEY. | EPISODE THREE (3.7)

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(MAX): Wow, 45. We were gonna throw you a party you know. Could’ve used the bar. Put a bbq in the back and that...I’m sorry you’re not here. I promise I won’t let it be in vain mum. You deser-

(SIMONE): Maxie! I’m so glad we caught you.

(MAX): I was just leaving.

(SIMONE): You don’t have to- I’m sorry darling.  I didn’t mean to interrupt…Why don’t you come and get some food with us? We’ve got some flowers to lay but then we can celebrate together.

(MAX): I can’t. I’ve got to get back to work. Sorry.

(SIMONE): *Sighing* Okay love. Another time then.

#em: stories #em: wifey #*wifey #*ep 3 #ts4 storytelling #ts4 stories #sims story #sims 4 story #ts4 maxis mix #sims of color #lgbtq simblr #black simblr #*max kyle #*simone haywood #tw grief #tw graveyard #*part 1

[majorajackson]

Ryan Haywood, 2015: “That’s all I really hope for in life...not to fuck up the name 'Ryan Haywood’.” 

#who's gonna tell him #things that aged like milk #achievement hunter #ah #rtah #let's play gtav heists #humane labs raid #part 3 #18:10 #i'm watching old gta plays #yike on bikes #rooster teeth #gta v #ryan haywood #ryan haywood tw

[softerpixels]

this barista thing is really just a way to ensure ava has a roof over her head so she's not really the most responsible or reliable on the job. she somehow managed to get promoted despite being stoned her entire shift. more money means less worries about getting her power shut off, but she's more focused on her music than anything at the moment.

#ts4 #ts4 legacy #ts4 gameplay #the sims 4 #simblr #*haywood legacy #*hgen1 #*ava haywood #smoking tw #drug use tw #smoking cw #drug use cw #baby girl said wake n' motherfucking bake