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bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky · 2 years

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Spooky Season | Bucky Barnes x Reader

Hi! Happy September 1st AKA HAPPY HALLOWEEN SEASON! 💀👻🎃

Warnings: fluff, me being overly excited about Halloween

Also please note that this one is super short and I wrote it on break at work

Bucky reflexively pulled the knife he kept hidden in his boot. Someone he didn’t recognize launched themselves at him just as he opened the door to the apartment you shared. This was his biggest fear. A Hydra holdout. A vengeful victim. Someone coming for him- for you- in the home you shared.

But as he tried to take down his assailant, he heard you squeal with laughter.

“Happy Halloween!”

Bucky took a second to refocus. It was then he realized that his attacker was actually a plastic skeleton. He sighed with relief and quickly sheathed his knife. Embarrassed.

“Ugh, I’m sorry, babe. I thought that would be a silly, spooky little prank…” you took his face in your hands and swept your thumbs over his cheekbones. “It was a bad idea.”

Bucky pulled your hands from his face and positioned them behind his neck instead. He knew you loved Halloween. And Wanda warned him about your affinity for all things spooky. But if it made you smile, he liked it too. He kissed you long and deep. You’d taken his breath away, and now he wanted to return the favor.

“So, it’s Halloween now, huh? I thought that wasn’t until the end of October…”

“Welllll, the Halloween season starts September first!”

You flashed him a jack o lantern grin. This was how things worked in your house. Every year in September first, your mom declared it “Halloween season”. She’d let you help decorate the house. And each year, things got more elaborate. She instilled in you a love for Halloween. And you kept her tradition alive.

“Oh, yeah? That wasn’t on my calendar…” Bucky teased. He loved your passion. Your sense of whimsy. There was something so freeing about your light hearted spirit. He was always so burdened. So weighed down by his past. But you were a welcome breath of fresh air. A warm breeze on a cold night. And even though he wasn’t the biggest fan of Halloween, who was he to rain on your parade.

“You wanna give me a tour then? Show me all your hard work?”

Another excited squeal pierced the air as you took him by the hand. Orange lights and fake cobwebs lined every doorway. A patch of Jack o lanterns sat in front of the fireplace. A garland of spiders hung from the mantle. And that was just the beginning.

“Okay, so we’ve got some spooky pillows and blankets for the couch,” you said. And Bucky’s eyes popped wide open at your definition of “some”. There were skeleton pillows and bat blankets. A small army of plush pumpkins. And a stuffed black cat with a collar that read “Binx”.

“Wow, looks cozy…” he tackled you to the couch and pulled a yelp from your chest. “Yup! It’s very cozy,” he confirmed as he sunk into the pillows. He held you tight to his body and reveled in your warmth. He could’ve stayed like this for days.

“Cozy and spooky”, you corrected, poking him in the chest. “Don’t forget spooky.”

“Of course, doll. My bad.” You shot him an affectionate eye roll as he reached for the candy bowl on the coffee table. “Great tour, doll. Absolutely loved it.” He tore into a Twix and gave you the first bite.

Obviously, there was more to see. But how could he resist eating candy and cuddling with his best girl? If this was what the Halloween season brought, he wasn’t going to complain.

But before he had the chance to enjoy his candy, you yanked him from the couch. Were you always this strong? Had you always been able to pull him around like a rag doll? Or did the Halloween season make you more powerful?

“So, as you’ve discovered, we’ve got a fully stocked candy bowl” you said. “And a bunch of little decorative witch plates in case you’re feeling fancy.” Finally, he popped the candy into his mouth. “Oh, and I have more candy locked and loaded for when you inevitably finish this by next week.” Bucky smiled at you, his lips smeared with chocolate.

The tour resumed as you tugged on his arm once again, dragging him toward the kitchen.

“Look at all the cookie jars!” A skull, a Jack o lantern, and a Frankenstein head sat on the counter. “They’re all full of Halloween Oreos right now- but I’m gonna make some Halloween cookies tomorrow!”

Bucky stole an Oreo from the skull and shoved the whole thing in his mouth. He loved seeing you so excited- and he loved snacks.

“And I’ve got these salt and pepper shakers that look like ghosts and- Oh! Look at these Ouja board plates!”

“These are perfect,” he laughed. “Now I can summon demons while we eat dinner.” You delivered a light punch to his arm. He faked an agonized groan.

The entire apartment was bathed in Halloween spirit. Like you’d dunked it in a can of black and orange paint. Ghosts, witches, mummies, and werewolves sat in every corner and adorned each room. Fall scented candles filled the room with autumn air. And the tv sat paused on Scream. For you, this was the most wonderful time of the year.

“Ooh! Candy corn!” Bucky reached into a glass jar shaped like a ghost and nabbed a handful. He dumped it in his mouth, and almost choked at your horrified expression.

“What?”

“Ew, Buck!”

“What?!”

“Candy corn is gross- that’s just for decoration!”

“What?!” he said a third time, his mouth full of candy. “Candy corn is delicious!”

You didn’t care that Bucky was the ex Winter Soldier. You didn’t care that he’d killed people. But liking candy corn? It was almost unforgivable.

“Wow…you think you know someone”. You narrowed your eyes at him. It was a betrayal, an offense to your sensibilities. “You’re skating on thin ice, Barnes”.

He pelted you with a piece of candy corn, “more for me then, dollface.”

You stuck your tongue out at him. He did the same, his mouth tinged orange. “Show me the rest, baby”, he said, his cheeky mood dissipating. This Halloween stuff meant a lot to you.

He could tell by the messy bun and your mismatched outfit you’d been decorating all day. And he knew you worked extra hard to get it done before he got home. You loved surprising him. And making his home a welcoming, cozy place sat at the top of your priority list. He deserved fun Halloween decor and over the top Thanksgiving feasts. Obnoxious Christmas lights and lovey-dovey Valentine’s Days. He’d missed so much, and you wanted to make up for it.

An instant smile stretched across your face. “I have to show you the best part!” You made Bucky promise to stay in the kitchen with his eyes closed. This was it- the pièce de résistance. The thing you’d been excited about all day. Was it silly? Yes. But you knew Bucky would love it. You grabbed your surprise from the bedroom and did your best to keep it concealed.

“Okay…open!”

Bucky removed his hand from his eyes and burst into laughter. But the laughter melted into a chorus of ‘awwwwww’.

There in your arms sat Alpine. Dressed in a little witch costume. She bonked her head against your hand and twirled her tail around your wrist.

“Oh my god- Alpine!” Bucky scratched under her chin. She purred for him and gave his hand a budge, asking for more pets.

“I’ve never seen a cuter witch”.

“Right! She kinda fought me on the hat, but now I think she likes it.”

Alpine pawed at Bucky, needy for his attention. This all felt so strange to him. So other-worldly. Only a few years ago, he’d been trapped in his own mind. He was abused. Miserable. Used. And now, he stood in the kitchen of the home he shared with his incredible girlfriend. He had a home. He had someone who loved him. And he had a tiny white cat wearing a Halloween costume.

“Okay- you’ve convinced me”. He pulled you close and sandwiched Alpine between your bodies. “Halloween is the best season.”

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tw-inkl-e-tit-s · 1 year

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Vance Hopper Masterlist

"Are you ready for some fun!" Gwen yelled jumping up and down. I laughed at her, "yeah I am let's gooo!" I yelled back matching her energy. "Hey, Y/n," Robin and Finn said. "Hey, guys." We all walked down from my porch and started our walk to the drive-in. "Do you guys wanna get some snacks before we go?" Finn asked. "Do even have to ask that dude," Robin said causing us all to laugh. We walked to the local grab n' go. Talking the whole time about random things. "I hope they have Twix because they didn't have them last time." Gwen spoke up opening the door to the shop. "the delivery truck was here yesterday day so they should have them." Finney replied walking in after Robin. We all went our separate ways. I walked over to the freezer section to grab a coke.

As I was scanning the freezers I heard a loud bang and a string of cusswords let out beside me. I smiled already knowing who it was, I looked up to see him putting another courter in the machine. I would go over and say something to him, but everyone knows not to mess with Vance Hopper, especially when he's playing pinball. "Stop staring it's creepy." Robin laughed coming up behind me, "I wasn't staring, shut up." I rolled my eyes grabbing a coke out of the freezer beside me. "I don't know what you see in him," he cringed walking away to the chip Isle.

"Hey, that's not very nice Robin." I said running after him, he laughed grabbing a bag of barbecue chips, "I didn't mean for it to sound that mean," I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned to see Wesley smiling at me. "Hey Wes," I said smiling back, "Hello y/n I-I Was wondering if you would like to go out S-sometime?" He stuttered out, pushing up his glasses. I didn't know what to say, I would say no but I would feel bad, and if I say yes then- Wait does he mean on a date? "Um Hello y/n?" He said drawing out my name at the end, "Oh Sorry Wes, Are you asking me out on a date?" He shuffled awkwardly in his spot, gripping his backpack tighter.

"Well if you would like to go on a date with me… then yes." before I could respond to him Gwen yelled after me, "Y/n stop talking to your boyfriend, and let's gooo!" All people including Vance snapped their necks in my and Wesley's direction, I grabbed a couple more things and walked to the checkout. "So is that a yes or no on the date?" Wesley asked me "Sure we can go out." He smiled big "Does tomorrow sound good?" I Grabbed my stuff off of the counter and shot a quick glance at Vance who was already staring back at me. "Uh- I can't tomorrow, I'm kinda busy with something," Vance turned back towards his game popping another quarter in, I swear I saw him smile a little. "Oh okay will Saturday be fine?" I smiled and nodded my head. "Bye Wesley," I said walking out the door, "Bye y/n." He said dreamily."Bye Y/n," Robin mocked in a girly voice, batting his eyelashes.

"Stop ugh" I laughed. "I thought you liked Vance" Gwen spoke hitting my shoulder, "I do, but the chances of Vance liking me back are slim to none." Gwen sighed shaking her head, "You just need to write him a Love letter Anonymously, That way he knows how you feel." She smiled, "But he wouldn't know she wrote the letter," Finney replied. "That's the point." Me Gwen and robin all said at the same time. Finney threw his hands up in defeat, "Okay, My bad…Geez." Should I write a note to Vance, Does he even feel the same way? "I'll think about it," I informed "What about Wesley?" Robin asked, "He's just using me to get to my friend sage, I heard him talking to his friends in the hallway the other day, too bad sage doesn't like him back." I smirked walking up to the drive-in ticket booth, "Damnnn!" Robin and fin yelled causing me and Gwen to giggle. We paid for our tickets and found a spot close to the screen. We would have snuck in here but if we got caught Finney and Gwen's dad would be pissed.

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"Look all I'm saying is Dr pepper is the best soda to ever exist" Robin Said, "Yeah no dude, Pepsi cola is the best soda end of discussion," Finney argued back. Somehow on the way back to our houses we ended up arguing about which soda is better, Finney and Robin took it a little too seriously. "I swear to god-" Robin got cut off by Gwen jumping up and down and running towards the neighborhood playground. "Y/n push me!" She yelled running and sitting on the rusted swingset. "Last one to the monkey bars momma suck di-" "My mom is dead Robin." Finney deadpanned. "Right, There are a lot of attractive men in heaven," Robin said before speed-running to the monkey bars, Finney right behind him.

We ended up going to Bruster's shake shack and getting dinner and walking to Robin's house, we played a few games and joked around, we even prank-called the neighbors. Unfortunately, I had to get home before it got too late. we all said our goodbyes and walked our separate ways, luckily we all lived on the same street. I locked my front door and walked up to my room, I changed and got in bed and my cat curled up beside me and I fell asleep with Vance on my mind.

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#vance hopper x reader #pinball vance hopper #vance hopper x fem!reader #pinball vance #vance the black phone #vance x reader #tbp vance #⊱ ⤻☁💌Love Letters ‧₊˚ : ♡

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ingrid-said-no · 2 years

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I have nothing to say except HALLOWEEN!!!!!! AAAAAAA!!!!!

warnings: mentions of murder, mentions of blood, reader is insane, reader is partners in crime with eddie so they're also a murderer, friday the 13th slander

You and Ed just came back from the grocery shopping for movie snacks (and dog food for your little fur baby <3)

Halloween decor is all set up

The lights are off

The little doggo settled on Eddie's lap

Now all you need were the MOVIESSSS

First you both decided on watching 'friday the 13th'

Immediately got bored

Then he picked 'saw'

Both of you were just 😲😲

But it wasn't enough

He needed more blood and gruesomeness

Eddie could see it in your eyes too

So he suggested a thrilling activity of going out to kill robbers and creeps

Your face lit up and was immediately enthusiastic

"Yes, yes, of course! The less there are, the better my dear <3"

After that, you guys went out trick-or-treating while covered in the blood of your victims

No one batted an eye cause they all thought it was a costume

Even though y'all were stinkyyy

Missed the opportunity to wear a dress before going out so when you get covered in blood you'd look like carrie

Got kinda grumpy about it

Eddie solved your dilemma once again by giving you all his Twix bars 'cause he knew you loved them

Then while holding hands you both walked home giggling like little kids with mouths stuffed with chocolate

#edward nashton x reader #dano!riddler x reader #the riddler x reader #riddler x reader #dano!riddler #batman 2022 #the batman 2022 #paul dano #danonation #danocel

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stuck-in-the-ghost-zone · 7 months

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MAC!!! HALLOWED BE THY WEEN!!!! i hope u enjoyed inbox trick or treating :3 i realized i forgor 2 give u a candy when u came to mine!!! so here have a mr big chocolate bar!!! my brother informed me that they do not have these in america. wild!!!!! they r quite good not as good as oh henry bars but still pretty good and i like them a lot :3 i hope u had a happy halloween i dressed up as a kitty cat :3

OH HELL YES. i love learning about fun new candies... whats inside this one??? its lookin like a twix to me but with mystery lumps on the outside. i am fascinated.

I HAD A GOOD WEEN. we dont get many trick or treaters anymore (sadge) but i dressed up as a vampire bat :] fun and silly and soft bc the kids we do get are like.... little toddlers. so i cant be too scary . also my parents had a halloween party and the 4 of us went as kiss (the band) it was pretty epic tbh.

#ive been debating whether or not to post pics of the kiss costumes hdbjsns bc theyre awesome but it feels weird to post images of my family #BUT u can have my bat costume cause it eas cute :]#it was cold as FUCK here tonight also. u would think that dress would be warm bc its soft and fuzzy but its NOT and that should be illegal #ALSO THIS MADE ME REALIZE I FORGOT TO REBLOG VAMPIRE VASHIE EARLIER. HOLY SHIT. ONE MOMENY #asks #friends!!!#halloween #anachronistic-falsehood #🐟 girl thats just me 🐟

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the-town-of-twix · 1 year

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Ok so fun fact about my numerous files I haven't talked about: all of my games thus far have had apples. Mystique? Apples. Twix? Apples. Crescendo? You guessed it.

Echo has broken this pattern with oranges, which admittedly I was kinda nonplussed on beyond a change of pace because eh, I prefer apples. But THEN. you'll never believe the first villager to move into the preset land plots:

TANGY.

TANGY THE CITRUS CAT MOVED ONTO MY ORANGE ISLANDS RIGHT OFF THE BAT.

WHAT EVEN.

So yeah. New island mascot found I guess!

#acnh #blablablah #island of echo #tangy #ac tangy

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strangerthingsastiktoks · 2 years

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Dustin: Where are you now Eddie? Robin: He's dead. Dustin: He's not dead. Steve: He is dead, he got eaten by bats in the upside down, everyone knows that. Dustin: They never found his body! Steve: They never found his body? They munched him down like an old Twix.

#source: the mighty boosh #incorrect quotes #stranger things #steve harrington #dustin henderson #robin buckley #self indulgent sry

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hazbincalifornia · 2 years

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Destruction is Nice

Prize request for @yeehawimscared! He wanted something with Stella and Twix as teenagers.

Summary: Twix wants to get out some stress about personal stuff. Stella has an idea, and a baseball bat.

Wordcount: 1740

Pride was home, but it was also absolutely stuffed to the gills, with barely a stray abandoned warehouse or back alley that didn’t get immediately repossessed by anyone with the balls to fight off the competitors. It’s part of why they often either just roam the streets or stick to places Stella knows they can be alone, like the palace gardens. Often they wandered the lilac-lined halls of Twix’s alien future-house, or Stella dons her human disguise, tail tucked under her shirt and skin a rich brown with speckled white.

Today, though, Twix said xe didn’t really want to deal with xir house, or anything that might remind xem of ‘her’. (It wasn’t exactly hard to figure out who ‘she’ was, especially considering Twix’s friend list could probably fit on one hand and her parents both counted.) Thus, the portal to Envy.

Twix’s eyebrow raised above the thick goggles that reflected Stella’s face back at her. “So, mind telling me where we are? This place looks like the junk level on a bad day, after Gir gets at it.”

Stella stepped back and gestured to her side- and to the storage unit piled up to the brim with more random junk than either of them could shake a stick at. The fluorescent orange walls were nearly covered by teddy bears and TVs, jewelry and jigsaw puzzles, and everything in-between. Twix lifted up one of the bears with a bee embroidered on the front and a tag that read ‘Collector’s Edition!’ while Stella scooped up a baseball bat that had a worn-off sticker on the end of the barrel and rolled the grip around in her palm. She could still smell the salt water, even through the walls.

“We’re in some storage unit at the ass-end of Envy, on the opposite end from the ocean. People get a lot of junk just because they think they can resell it for more money later, or they’re afraid their lives will end if they aren’t in on the trend. Then they chuck it here when they realize it’s garbage, because throwing it away entirely meant they were idiots to get it in the first place, so it’s free real estate.” She gingerly set the Grimoire aside atop a shelf that held an untouched full collection of dusty books before slamming the bat into one of the TVs in a shower of glass, sparks flying and scattering on the floor like ash. A tiny flame sprung up on a pile of cloth, but she stamped it out.

“Stella, what the fuck?” Both eyebrows were tilted up now, and Twix’s lips had stayed frozen open after the pop of the final ‘k’.

“You said you don’t want to think about shit, right? Well, if you’re not the type to get drunk or sleep around, venting it out with violence is fun, and you wanted to play on my turf today. This is less dangerous than playing ball up in Pride when every other person can heal from machine-gun fire.” She spun the bat around in her hand, using it to point to the mountain of stuff around them.

Twix stared for a moment before considering the bear in xir hands. “Hmm.”

Stella slung the bat over her shoulder, tail wrapping around a plate that had Mammon’s face printed on it. “Look, they only ever come back here to dump more garbage, and even if they do happen to show up, we can be gone in a snap thanks to the book. You don’t exist here, it’s not like they can track you down. C’mon, Membrane, you know you want to. It’s not like anybody’s actually getting hurt, and the only people who use these places have more money than sense.”

Threads popped as Twix slowly dragged out the left arm off the bear, seam by seam, until the disembodied arm sat in her palm like a dried slug. She squished it once, twice, then dropped it and tossed the rest of the bear in the air, digging in her pocket to pull out a blaster before it arced back down and exploded in a firework of cheap shiny fabric and stuffing.

Stella cheered before chucking the plate at the wall. Mammon’s stupid grin shattered into a dozen pieces as her black feathers drooped over her eyes, and she swept a hand up to brush them away while ceramic tinkled to the floor.

The sound was like a flipped switch. Carnage reigned as they destroyed anything too close to their grubby teenage fingers, effortlessly trading weapons like it was a choreographed dance. Twix used xir teeth to destroy a long-expired bag of chips that showered the floor in crumbs, and Stella used a knife to drag into a pillow and watch the stuffing spill out like guts before tossing it over to Twix to carve out the face of a plump sheep woman from a poster on the wall. Stella cackled when Twix chucked her the blaster, pointing it at a bucket of paints and only realizing how much of a mess it would make the second after she fired. Purple blasted everything around, goopy dynamite, and they stared at each other in silence as thick paint dripped down their faces before they both started laughing harder, scooping up destroyed shirts from the floor to wipe themselves down.

The lights flickered before going out, and shouts echoed from outside before Stella scrambled for the book, Twix flicking on some kind of headlight in her goggles in order to not lose her in the sticky, broken mess.

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Stella tied off her bathrobe as Twix finished scrubbing the last of the paint off her face, skin bubbling slightly from the Pride water. “So, since I’m a nosy bitch and you had to know I’d ask, what’s the deal with your girlfriend? She didn’t dump you, did she?”

Twix’s claws dug into the fabric of the washcloth before xe let out a long, low groan that buzzed from xir chest. The couch squeaked as xe slumped back on it.

“It’s just… ugh, I’m bad at figuring out when I fuck up until after I’ve done it, y’know? People are so much harder to figure out than plants or animals, and so much easier to tick off.”

“So you…?” Stella rolled a hand, and Twix took a few moments to think before burying her face in the cloth again.

“I… got lonely.”

“Mhm.”

“And I wanted to talk with her.”

“Yep.”

“So… I climbed up to her window at midnight and broke the lock and sat down on her bed. She woke up and tased me.”

Stella had to hold back a snerking laugh, nodding. “Okay, yeah, I get where you fucked up there.”

“She said she’d been staying up late, I figured it would be fine!”

“And you didn’t text her first because…?”

“I wanted it to be a pleasant surprise! One Twix, special delivery! She said she’d had a friend over the other day, and I’m her partner, I just figured…”

“Did she tell you to fuck off for a while after the taser thing?”

“Eh, she ignored me at skool after ordering me to go back home and throwing a pillow at me, so I got the slight idea she’s pissed, yes. Emotions are hard to sort out sometimes, but that’s pretty obvious.”

“Right, right.” Stella dropped down next to her. “You apologize yet?”

“I sent her a text, since she’s not talking to me.” Twix pulled out her phone, drawing up a conversation with 💞💞Tutu💞💞 that read “please please I’m sorry I promise I’ll text first next time I just really wanted to see your cute face. I’ll bring those cupcakes you like with the alien sugar.’

“That’s a start,” Stella said. “Are you going to actually text first next time?”

“While the tasing is manageable, I don’t want to see that look on her face again,” Twix replied. “Yes, I’m going to text first next time.”

“Well, then I say it’ll be problem solved,” Stella said. “You do sound kind of pathetic on the text there, though.”

Twix elbowed her. “Thank you for your wisdom, oh grand owl. You’re doing so well at making me feel better.”

“I mean, you did break into her house.”

“Says the girl who broke into the princess’s hotel. And her sister’s apartment. And who can’t keep a-”

“Alright, I get it, I get it.” Stella raised her hands. “Note that none of those were my girlfriend’s house, though. I still get moral high ground here for once.”

“You said you broke into Alastor’s room once, though, didn’t you-”

“That was entirely scientific curiosity! He’s secretive, that means I had to know!” She shoved Twix back. “Anyway, we’re talking about your fuck-up, not mine, and he only kept me in that jar for a few hours.”

Twix’s long antenna twitched, head tilting. “Jar?”

“Not important.” Stella waved her hand. “Anyway, next time, the begging isn’t a good look. Just say that you fucked up and you’ll fix it. That’s it. The ‘I just wanted to see your cute face’ is guilt-trippy, which is useful sometimes, but probably not what you were going for.”

“Probably not, but…” Twix chewed on her lip. “I hate her being mad at me.”

“It does sometimes, but you said you hated her being such a pushover, right? You can’t start grovelling every time she stands up for herself or she’ll never fix that… or it’s going to make her think you don’t realize it was your fault, which could cause more problems. Just short and sweet unless you want to be manipulative, which, y’know, might be useful-”

“I don’t want to manipulate her, she’s my best friend.” Twix looked down at the phone before hitting the power, the message disappearing into blackness. “I’ll just tell her I’m sorry for that part when she starts talking to me again. If she doesn’t, I’ll confront her after class, we share algebra on Wednesdays.”

“Sounds good to me.” Stella settled back on the couch. “Once your skin stops looking like somebody rubbed a heated cheese grater on it, want to try out mini-golf? You just have to be careful with dodging flamethrowers on some of the holes.”

Twix rubbed at a green cheek before flashing a half-smile, brace wires shimmering in the light.

“You know what? That sounds perfect right now.”

#shadow writes stuff #twix #iz #daddy blitzo #stella

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myclippings · 2 months

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This is Going to Hurt - Adam Kay (Part 3)

"Every doctor makes their career choice aged sixteen, two years before they’re legally allowed to text a photo of their own genitals. When you sit down and pick your A levels, you’re set off on a trajectory that continues until you either retire or die and, unlike your work Christmas party, Janet from procurement won’t swap your chicken for her halloumi skewers – you’re stuck with it.

"They must have something that cannot be memorized and graded: a great doctor must have a huge heart and a distended aorta through which pumps a vast lake of compassion and human kindness."

"The night shifts, on the other hand, made Dante look like Disney"

"It’s sink or swim, and you have to learn how to swim because otherwise a ton of patients sink with you."

"I’m all for explaining terminology as we go along, but if you don’t know what a stethoscope is, this is probably a book to regift."

"On my solo rounds, I let him tag along for a bit. I don’t particularly know what I’m doing, and I don’t have vast depths of confidence even when I do, so it’s actually quite helpful to have a superannuated German cheerleader behind me shouting out, ‘Zat is brilliant!’ every so often. Today he took a dump on the floor next to me so I sadly had to retire him from active duty."

"We go round the table sharing our version of campfire ghost stories until it’s Seamus’s turn. He tells us he saw someone in A&E this morning who thought they were only sweating from half of their face. He sits back in anticipation of bringing the house down, but there’s merely silence. Until pretty much everyone chimes in with: ‘So, Horner’s syndrome then?’ He’s never heard of it, specifically not the fact that it likely indicates a lung tumour. Seamus scrapes his chair back with an ear-splitting screech and dashes off to make a phone call to get the patient back to the department. I finish his Twix."

"Bleeped awake at 3 a.m. from my first half-hour’s shuteye in three shifts to prescribe a sleeping pill for a patient, whose sleep is evidently much more important than mine."

"Natural does not equal safe."

"I liked that in obstetrics you end up with twice the number of patients you started with, which is an unusually good batting average compared to other specialties. (I’m looking at you, geriatrics.)"

"PV is a per vagina examination. PR is a per rectum examination, so do always clarify when somebody tells you they work in PR."

"Good news: physio have finally been to see her. Bad news: the entry reads, ‘Patient too drowsy to assess.’ I pop in. The patient is dead."

"My preferred method was always to raise one of their arms up and drop it onto their face. If they’re faking, they don’t let their arm plomp onto their face and it miraculously floats off to one side. The downside is if they’re genuinely unconscious and you have to explain yourself to their relatives."

"Wednesday, 2 August 2006 It’s Black Wednesday* and I have started at St Agatha’s. It is an established fact that death rates go up on Black Wednesday. Knowing this really takes the pressure off, so I’m not trying very hard. * All junior doctors change hospitals on exactly the same day every six or twelve months, which is known as Black Wednesday. You might think it would be a terrible idea to exchange all your Scrabble tiles in one go and expect the hospital to run exactly as it did the day before, and you’d be quite right."

"I examine the child and hope that whatever she’s concerned about is within the limited parameters of my pediatric knowledge."

"A phone call from Mum to say my sister Sophie’s got into med school. I send Soph a text with huge congratulations, then a picture of me thumbs-upping in scrubs (cropped above the splatter-zone) and ‘You in six years’ time!’ Had the call come at the end of the shift, my text would have read, ‘RUN LIKE THE FUCKING WIND.’"

#adam kay

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daily-streber · 1 year

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"Saw this and thought of you."

#the bats name is twix because its a candy both of them like #spooky month #sm streber #spooky month streber #daily streber #sm kevin #spooky month kevin #kevin x streber #candybats #pay attention to this little guy hes gonna show up later ;)

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judethebrood · 8 months

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PT 1/2~~

Violet. Grilled cheese. Frog hat. Weather. Papillon. P.T.V. Stardust. Insomnia. Horse & fish. River. Thor. Costumer service. Hairdye. Backyardigans. French Music. Weed guy. Emo poser. Tiddies. Art school. Dogsitting. Vomit. "The water tastes like rocks". Depression messes. Cranberry and turkey sandwich. Jealousyyy. Alèjandro. Bat pin. Bus stop. Rocks. Wildfire. Walls. Thorns. " Only it would never work out". Stars. "Cherry love bomb". Monster Ultra Red. Boba. Death's head moth. Bedroom door. Dagger?? Teal boots. Hugs. King for a day. Veggies. Minifridge. Mullet. Amber. Telephone lines. Super freeze. Haunted. Vamps. " Like...4 albums". Fishnets. Theatre kid. Lipstick for 3.5 hours. Welcome to the internet. Jude law. Binder hell. Septum. Swimming. Mutual hate. Penguins have teeth. Grunge is emo. Summer house. MCRX. 4:53:42:19. Headfirst. Second wind. Goat. Crop top. Comicon. Scars. Woodpecker. T. Eyebrows. Moo. Prom. Slush. Canadian brownies. January 20th. "Like 5 concerts". September. California. Leeches. German shepherds. Adam & Loki. Shower. Layer up. Asthma. " My ribs just hate me". Paper basket. Toonie. Seperation. Trophy father's trophy son. July 25th. Purple shades. Space hoodie. " Body type is a scam". Pickle jar. Sander's sides. Heather. "Where are yoouuu? ". Bathtub. Bird island. March snow. Tattoos. 2 a.m. " Mail you a hot dog". String lights. Scythe. Red marker. Apple music. Art school. Clown car style. Cowboy. "Well, that was racist". Aspen or Ash. Licence plate shirt. Bird skull. Vulturing?? "Are parties fun?". "We're the same fucking person". Streetlights. Yuzu. Halloween. Haribo sour snakes. Knapweeds. September 22nd. iPhone. Lollipop. Nosebleeds. Tigertail. Chocy milk. Trout. Burrito. Trailer park. Brown. Snackies. Trail. Passport. Lesbian-Trans pipeline. Brendan Rogers. Miraculous. ICP. House. W33d. Default Carmel. Shane SMH. Peanut allergy. Lofi. Roleplay. Dermatologist. Southern accent??? "That's the autism". Blue hair. Dahlias. "K-pop in the kitchen". Filters. beans. Internet tsk tsk tsk. Fishing. Toque. Thrifting. Clay. Barbed wire tatts. Caffeine. Magnus archives. This is home. Markiplier. Twix. Streetlights. Chocolate rum. Pugs. Maple ice. X box. 5 am. Rattlesnakes. Gee. Clown. Red hoodie. Showers. Hair bleach. The till. Alexa. Me-crow-avé. " tHeRe'S A BeE??" Trash bears. Cartman. The bus. Bleeding hearts. Sushi. TØP. Aussi lemonade. Pencil case. Nymeria. Ouisau. Paper stars. Bucket hat. Closing shift. Cards against Humanity. Finals. Mt. Dew. Psoriasis. Poodle. Handyman. Little Italian Grandma. Dead horse. Mr.Clean. Hank. "Is that the Anti-Christ??". SunChips. Sewing. Mugs. "We have the meats". Aquarium. Grocery store sushi. IT chapter 2. Wallet. "You can't murder him, he's my ride tomorrow". Bloodwork alone. Doctor's note. Till. Vegan restaurant. Mango. Sleepover again. rose gold headphones. Annual Tuesday sale. Chocolate crossiant. Ukulele. August. Chicago. Baseball babysitting. Selfie spill. Photogenic. The sixth sense.

#transgender #very gay #T4T #memories #pride #My favorite person #gay shit #queer #Memories #A year out #anniversary #happy anniversary my dear #love #111 #Long distance trauma LOL

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englishpapa · 2 years

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СЛОВАРЬ АНГЛИЙСКОГО ДЛЯ HALLOWEEN

А вы знали, что Хэллоуин — второй по популярности праздник в США? И как у любого другого праздника, у него есть свои традиции и связанная с ними лексика. Даже если вы не отмечаете этот праздник, вы можете немного больше узнать о культуре страны изучаемого языка, расширив свой словарный запас.

Цветовые ассоциации Хэллоуина

С Хэллоуином связаны различные цвета и ассоциации. Первыми на ум, конечно, приходят оранжевый и черный. Но есть и другие цвета, которые активно используются на Halloween:

black / черный — ночь, ведьмы, черные кошки, летучие мыши, вампиры;

orange / оранжевый — тыквы, фонарь Джека, осень, листопад, огонь;

purple / фиолетовый — ночь, сверхъестественное, мистика;

green / зеленый — гоблины, монстры, зомби, пришельцы, Франкенштейн;

white / белый — призраки, мумии, полная луна;

red / красный — кровь, огонь, демоны.

Традиционные символы и персонажи Хэллоуина

Самый популярный символ Halloween — pumpkin (тыква), мякоть которой обычно вырезают, придают самой тыкве оригинальную форму, ставят внутрь зажженную свечу и кладут на порог дома после наступления темноты. Такую тыкву называют Jack-o’-lantern (фонарь Джека). В Ирландии и Шотландии вместо тыквы обычно раньше вырезали репу.

Другие популярные символы, связанные с Хэллоуином:

bats / летучие мыши;

black cats / черные коты;

crows / вороны;

goblins / гоблины;

haunted houses / дома с привидениями;

horror movies / фильмы ужасов;

owls / совы;

spiders / пауки;

spider webs / паутина.

Кроме того, на Хэллоуин принято наряжаться. Вот такие костюмы обычно выбирают на праздник:

devils / черти, демоны — и любые другие злые существа;

Frankenstein/ Франкенштейн — из разных частей тела;

ghosts / призраки — полупрозрачный дух;

ghouls / гули — похожи на зомби;

mummies / мумии — нужно обмотаться бинтами;

skeletons / скелеты — кости, много костей;

vampires / вампиры — главное — сделать клыки;

werewolves / оборотни —нужно превратиться в волка при полной луне, ну или просто сделать соответствующий костюм;

witches / ведьмы — достаточно черной одежды и остроконечной шляпы;

wizards / волшебники — не забудьте волшебную палочку;

zombies / зомби — все ограничивается вашей фантазией.

На Хэллоуин не просто одеваются, а наряжаются. И в этом случае вам пригодится фразовый глагол to dress up / наряжаться.

She told me she would dress up as a fairy this Halloween. — Она сказала мне, что на этот Хэллоуин нарядится феей.

Boys love dressing up as superheroes. — Мальчики любят наряжаться супергероями.

Угощение на Хэллоуин

Trick or treat / кошелек или жизнь — главная фраза Хэллоуина. Обычно ее используют дети, которые ходят в костюмах по домам и требуют сладости. Слово treat относятся как раз к сладостям, а trick — озорство, хулиганство. То есть если не угостить того, кто просит, то он может сделать вам что-то неприятное. Но конечно, это просто традиционная фраза, и обычно никто не хулиганит, а во всех домах заранее приготовлены сладости для детей.

Fun fact: четверть всех конфет, продаваемых ежегодно в США, покупается на Хэллоуин. Среди них:

chewing candy / жевательные конфеты — candy corn (карамельная кукуруза), Skittles, Starburst, Sour Patch Kids, Jolly Rancher;

chocolate / шоколад — Snickers, Twix, KitKat, Reese’s, M&M’s, Hershey’s Kisses.

И снова полезное словосочетание для описания этой забавы: go trick-or-treating — пойти выпрашивать угощение у соседей на Хэллоуин.

Прилагательные для описания Halloween

Несмотря на то, что Хэллоуин больше не страшный, а веселый праздник, вы услышите много историй о привидениях, сверхъестественных событиях или леденящих душу тайнах. И чтобы описать это, вам понадобятся прилагательные:

scary / страшный, ужасный, пугающий;

сreepy / леденящий кровь, наводящий ужас;

afraid / испуганный;

frightened / испуганный;

spooky / зловещий, жуткий;

eerie / мрачный, сверхъестественный.

He has such a creepy smile. — У него такая жуткая улыбка.I’m afraid of ghosts. — Я боюсь привидений.

There is an eerie silence in that house. — В этом доме жуткая тишина.

А вы отмечали в этом году Halloween? Было весело, с переодеваниями, угощениями и играми?

Автор статьи: Ирина Виденеева — преподаватель-методист EnglishPapa

#английский #образование #английский язык #изучение английского #обучение английскому #английский онлайн #курсы #онлайн курсы #языковые курсы #курсы английского #курсы английского языка

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shadowofthelamp · 2 years

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Destruction is Nice

Since this involves Twix, I’m gonna throw it over here too.

Summary: Twix wants to get out some stress about personal stuff. Stella has an idea, and a baseball bat.

Wordcount: 1740

“Stella, what the fuck?” Both eyebrows were tilted up now, and Twix’s lips had stayed frozen open after the pop of the final ‘k’.

Twix stared for a moment before considering the bear in xir hands. “Hmm.”

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Twix’s claws dug into the fabric of the washcloth before xe let out a long, low groan that buzzed from xir chest. The couch squeaked as xe slumped back on it.

“So you…?” Stella rolled a hand, and Twix took a few moments to think before burying her face in the cloth again.

“I… got lonely.”

“Mhm.”

“And I wanted to talk with her.”

“Yep.”

“So… I climbed up to her window at midnight and broke the lock and sat down on her bed. She woke up and tased me.”

Stella had to hold back a snerking laugh, nodding. “Okay, yeah, I get where you fucked up there.”

“She said she’d been staying up late, I figured it would be fine!”

“And you didn’t text her first because…?”

“I wanted it to be a pleasant surprise! One Twix, special delivery! She said she’d had a friend over the other day, and I’m her partner, I just figured…”

“Did she tell you to fuck off for a while after the taser thing?”

“Right, right.” Stella dropped down next to her. “You apologize yet?”

“That’s a start,” Stella said. “Are you going to actually text first next time?”

“While the tasing is manageable, I don’t want to see that look on her face again,” Twix replied. “Yes, I’m going to text first next time.”

“Well, then I say it’ll be problem solved,” Stella said. “You do sound kind of pathetic on the text there, though.”

Twix elbowed her. “Thank you for your wisdom, oh grand owl. You’re doing so well at making me feel better.”

“I mean, you did break into her house.”

“Says the girl who broke into the princess’s hotel. And her sister’s apartment. And who can’t keep a-”

“Alright, I get it, I get it.” Stella raised her hands. “Note that none of those were my girlfriend’s house, though. I still get moral high ground here for once.”

“You said you broke into Alastor’s room once, though, didn’t you-”

Twix’s long antenna twitched, head tilting. “Jar?”

“Probably not, but…” Twix chewed on her lip. “I hate her being mad at me.”

Twix rubbed at a green cheek before flashing a half-smile, brace wires shimmering in the light.

“You know what? That sounds perfect right now.”

#kind of tempted to do a goof short about the minigolf thing but I've had a bit of a writers block for weeks now so it's on the backburner #hellkids #aip #iz #twix #stella #shadow writes stuff #iz blogging #tulix

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jaykorianddickkoriforlife · 2 years

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Here are some tips that life has taught me:

1. When a show comes out, don’t watch it until they’re on the last season, or if the last season is coming out the year afterwards, or until it’s completely done because then you don’t have to sit back to wait. You can just watch it all in one go. I am not patient, so. Not only that, but if you’re a fanfic reader then at point, you have soooo many stories to get introduced to.

2. If you are getting into the heel life, or shoes that rub your feet, and peel it because of the sweat that accumulates. Use deodorant, personally I use the stick deodorant, not the sprays, and it’s helped sooo much with peeling, and skin rubbing. ALSO, to break shoes in, put on some thick ass socks, and just walk in them in your house, and depending on the shoe type, use a blow dryer, blow some warm air inside the shoes, put on the socks, and walk. Trust me. A life saver.

3. Continuously change your passwords. It’s okay to be paranoid to a certain extent. I’m constantly changing my crap.

4. Treat yourself. Sometimes you hear that, or read it, and our brains just automatically think spa, shopping, etc. No, you can treat yourself with the smallest thing especially when life is hectic. Yesterday, I bought myself a twix because I’ve been craving it, and guess what? It was delicious, and I was happy about that. A good little treat.

5. Mix match your socks, switch things up randomly, go out with different colored nails, wear obnoxious earrings, try out different colored lipsticks. People will judge you regardless, might as well give them a reason, and smile at them when they do because it’s a bigger insult when they think that their words hold no meaning even if they do. Little by little, you’ll become so used to it, that you’ll learn to love doing it without even batting an eyelash when you get judged. It helped my confidence so much. Retrain your brain, it doesn’t automatically happen. It takes time, but it’s worth it. Do it for you, not for others.

6. Make a list, get a small little book, and make a happy book. I suffer from clinical depression, and finally started getting help, and I realized mid way that as humans, we don’t remember the good things, it’s difficult to do so because the negative is what impacts us the most. I got this pink spiral notebook, and just started a daily happy list. Some days are extremely difficult, especially the days where I’m stuck in bed because of how draining life can be at times, but I would put one thing even if it’s as simple as “I loved how soft my blankets felt against my skin, how warm the bed was.”, and when you look back, you’ll see how much the little things did help. There are days where I’ve put, “I enjoyed how the breeze felt today”, or “I saw a pretty bird fly above, and I felt calm when I saw it.”

7. You know what’s nerve wrecking? Reaching out to someone you haven’t talked to in a while, to tell them that they made a positive impact in your life. As humans, we don’t like the idea of being perceived, so we think that we don’t make an impact, but we do, we just never know. It feels healing in a way when you reach out to someone to say Thank You, not only do you feel relieved that you finally let your gratitude, but you don’t know if they’re going through something shitty, and a message like that can actually help them. There’s a possibility of getting judged, but it’s for you, for your mind, and your emotions. You don’t have to go into detail, but it feels amazing when you finally get it off your chest.

8. Watch multi-fandom videos, there’s literally nothing more cool than watching your favorite characters life get put out in a very creative, different way ESPECIALLY since you get so many different songs from it.

9. If you can, and if you have the money, or transportation, or the time. Go to different stores, check out new places. Take yourself out to the movies, go to the library by yourself, take yourself out on a date, try new restaurants even if you’re afraid that people are going to judge you for eating alone. As I said, they’re going to judge regardless, might as well give them a reason. Learn to love being by yourself, learn to enjoy your time without being obsessed with the idea of hanging out with people, who at the end of the day, may not appreciate you. Appreciate yourself, BUT always have a form of protection with you. Can’t ever be too paranoid, put your safety first. Always.

10. Have a pinterest. Shit is so fun, literally. It’s like window shopping, fandom art, quotes, poems, mood boards, life tips, hacks, so many things. And if you’re an organized freak like me, make folders. Organize them, have fun doing it. Organize your bookmarks by folders on your phone. If you don’t find organization as fun then yeah ignore this part, but seriously. Make a pinterest.

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simplepotatofarmer · 3 years

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*Kicks open door*

If Squid Kid Joins the DSMP he should absolutely join the syndicate. Double the Syndicates Size!

OG Members: Techno, Phil, Niki, & Ranboo

New Members I want: Dream, Michael (Streamer), Tina, & Squid Kid.

Make the Found Family Even Bigger!

i would LOVE squid in the syndicate, mostly because c!techno explaining to the rest that he and squid were in a year long war over who could grow the most potatoes but now are friends after bonding over their mutual respect for each other.

c!dream sitting there like, 'what? potatoes?? WHAT?? i tried to establish a friendly rivalry with him through combat and you did it with POTATOES???'

c!tina leaning over to michael to whisper 'is it always like this' and michael kinda shrugs and tina is just 'oh poggers :D'

also re: your other ask:

i love the syndicate as found family because before the syndicate was even a thing, they found each other as friends and usually in a pretty odd way, you know?

c!niki and c!ranboo knew each other basically from ranboo's early days. niki and techno have always had this interesting relationship were he didn't trust her, she didn't completely trust him despite backing him up at the red festival.

as for ranboo, phil, and techno, their whole friendship is this amazing 'we're technically on opposite sides but you don't like picking sides and we don't actually have a beef with you so we're gonna trade jokes in a high stakes standoff' like. ranboo was part of the butcher army, techno stood back and let tommy kill ranboo with a llama. they're friends!

but i don't really assign traditional family roles to them, y'know?

like c!techno is that weird aunt who has a mug that says '#1 mom' with a picture of one of their pets (steve) and never comes to family get togethers and once broke a guy's knee with a baseball bat but you'd trust her completely with your kids.

c!phil is that older guy that all the kids call 'grandpa' and you're like. pretty sure that while he's a grandpa, he's not their grandpa and he always buys the most annoying toys and laughs at the parents' suffering but he's also who you call when you need someone to fix your sink.

c!ranboo is absolutely that teenage kid from the neighborhood that is hanging out at the 7-11 at all hours and you're like, 'do you not have a curfew. do you not have parents??' because it's one a.m. and you just wanted to buy a twix in peace and now he followed you home and is staying for dinner.

c!niki is absolutely that lady who brings everyone food and has never ending casserole dishes that she always tells you to keep and cries at overly sappy movies and commercials but she goes to town hall meetings and yells at shitty politicians and has a criminal record.

or that's just kinda how i see them.

#loyal answers things #the syndicate #dream smp #dsmp headcanon #technoblade #philza #niki nihachu #ranboo #squid kid #tinakitten

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