#we just see everyone telling her she is never gonna find a purpose and such

[yurislilygarden]

ʚїɞ Self Aware! Hazbin Hotel

ʚїɞ Their reaction after becoming self-aware and first thoughts about reader! part 1

ʚїɞ Angel Dust and Husk / Part 2!

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ Word count: just about 1.1k

ʚїɞ Part 1! (Lucifer and Alastor)

ʚїɞ This is WAY shorter than I would like, but I suppose that the first part was more filler-like for the au😭 May rewrite it one day ngl, am not satisfied with how this turned out but I've been at this for way too long

Very few characters would notice something wrong on the first watch of the show, but wouldn't realize, nor become self-aware until the 2nd or further watch. 

While everyone's reaction would be different with different amounts of stages before total acceptance of the situation, they all would share the first emotion, simple disbelief. They would first need to even process the fact that they're not real, that they were created solely for the purpose of entertaining… something? Someone? In a completely different Universe. That everything that they thought had happened to them before they died didn't actually happen, they were never alive in the first place. Only after that did the emotions and reactions differ. The very first emotion or actual personal reaction would be:

Angel Dust

Irritation, a little bit of Anger, paranoid

Angel would be mainly irritated and somewhat angry due to realizing that all his pain was technically for nothing. The treatment from Val? His life back on earth that supposedly never happened? His life generally in hell? All that pain and suffering just to entertain someone? At first, he doesn't want to accept that it never happened, that he never existed, that he was never actually alive. That he’s just a 2D character. He just can’t.

He would become paranoid after the immense stress from noticing the little butterfly flying above them from time to time came in, after all, he had no way of knowing if he himself or others were watched only when they could see the little glowing motherfucker, or maybe they could be watched even without seeing them, without their knowledge. He would be a little disappointed in himself for not noticing anything earlier, especially since they don’t know just how long have you been watching them. He'd be up for drugs way more than ever, no, he didn't want to disappoint Charlie or anyone else by fucking up the progress he'd been doing, but surely they would understand looking at the whole picture right? He’d rather go back to being blissfully unaware than knowing he's not real if it means he's gonna feel like this. He hates it. He hates you.

At least at the start.

It was soon after he became self-aware that the others realized why he was acting more strangely than normal and filled him in on what they knew, which was barely anything, to tell the truth, but it was enough to get him thinking. Were you as bad as he first thought if you did nothing but watch them the whole time? He will blame Charlie for all the better thoughts of you, but he started thinking, what if you really can't do anything but watch? He knows others have mixed thoughts about what can you do, an example being whether you can only watch, or do you choose to just watch. He's on the ‘can only watch‘ team.

His feelings were mixed for a pretty long time. On one side, he thought he should be against the small glowing thingy, but there's also the other side seeing that you do nothing to them, just watch.

(I would say that he would have a little soft spot if you reminded him of Molly, his sister, but we don’t know anything about her. I’m guessing she was nice/good since she landed in heaven, so yeah, remind him of his sister in some way and there’s a soft spot he tries to hide.)

He was really negative at first, starting out as really irritated, but with time and help from the others (mainly Charlie since she didn't want anyone in the hotel to be against you), he did get to the neutral zone, and by the time any of them meet you, he would be in the more positive neutral zone.

Husk

Anger and worry

To say he's pissed would be the understatement of the century. The moment he processed his, everyone’s, situation and the disbelief passed, he could just feel anger, because how dare someone disregard their feelings, their whole damn existence like that? Do you think that they’re some sort of clowns that are supposed to entertain you?! Like most characters, he’s disappointed in himself as well for not noticing earlier. It’s even worse when there’s others who noticed before him and didn’t say shit.

But as much as he's pissed off, there's actually the feeling of worrying just under. What does it mean for them now that they realize they're just characters in a show, that they find out something they shouldn't? Can it fuck up their life on this side? Can it fuck up the whole city or more because of this? Should they try to continue living like they don't know shit or try to communicate with you or your world? Similar to Lucifer's, his mind is a mess.

Like everyone, he hates the idea, the knowledge, of the fact that they all are just some 2D characters created to be in some sort of a show to entertain people. Did that mean that his whole past of being an Overlord didn’t happen at all? That his supposed memories of that time were fake? Could he have been free from the deal if he had an actual choice in his actions?

He would keep reminding himself all the time about their situation even if he doesn’t want to, his mind just goes there without permission. He feels his skin crawl thinking about all the time that they’ve been watched, controlled, without knowing, for who knows how long. He would be in the middle when it comes to when all of the characters became self-aware, there were some before him, but there were also some people after him.

Reader can only see what they're meant to, and the characters realize it over time, but Husk knowing it leads to him sometimes trying to catch the small glowing butterfly in his paws when he is off screen/camera for you. Which he fails at every time as his hands just phase through your small form.

The others can just occasionally see him jumping up and down trying to catch the little shit or use his wings and try to catch your small form like that just to fail every single time.

Like with everyone else, you could have a small personal favor. You would have a sort of a plus point in his mind if you turned out to like gambling or card games, he would find the idea of playing with/against you somewhat enjoyable (he would think of gambling for answers, a deal where the one who wins a round will ask a question and the other has to answer to the best of their capability).

It would take longer than most, even with the others trying to help, to get him to the neutral zone, never mind the positive one. It was hard for him to see you in any other light than negative when they had so little information on you, for all they could know, what little they had could’ve been completely wrong. So his feelings start at practically despising you, then after a longer time going into simply not caring as much, shrugging off, if you will, and that wouldn’t change too much until he meets reader personally.

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#me: “2nd part is gonna come out earlier than a week from now” #also me: posts it nearly a week later #anyway gonna post a poll later to ask who should be in part 3 #bcs ngl i thought charlie and vaggie will win for part two but nope #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel husk #husk x reader #angel dust x reader #hazbin angel dust #hazbin hotel #hazbin #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #lucifer x reader #hazbin alastor #sahha #self aware hazbin hotel

[fxckadoodledoomunson]

Birthday Party |One-Shot|

Summary: Your parents decide to let you have a party. However, someone isn’t happy about you inviting everyone in senior year.

Warning; swearing, fluff

You took out different coloured flyers out of your bag and started passing them around to anyone from senior year.

As you walked into your classroom, you handed more out to your classmates, including Jeff from Hellfire.

“You’re inviting me to your birthday party?” Jeff asked, whilst reading the flyer.

“Yeah,” you replied, smiling. “My parents said to only invite seniors, but the rest of the Hellfire club are invited too if you guys want to come.”

“Thanks, I’ll tell them.”

By lunchtime, you had handed out your flyers to all the seniors, including the jocks and cheerleaders. You didn’t bank on them to come, as you weren’t popular. However, the head cheerleader and your neighbour, Chrissy enthusiastically told you, “I’d love to come to your party.”

“Great!” You replied, “I’ll see you on Sunday.”

At the Hellfire table, Jeff told everyone about your birthday party, and that everyone was invited.

“We got invited too?” Dustin asked.

“Yeah,” Jeff replied, while Eddie read the flyer, realising when it was.

“Isn’t that on the same day as that Jennifer Palmer’s Christmas party?”

“Wait, what?” Jeff asked, as he took back the flyer.

“Yeah, I overheard her bragging to her friends about how extravagant it’s gonna be.”

After hearing about your birthday party, Jennifer Palmer, your former friend from middle school, got pissed off.

“Who does that bitch think she is, having her party on the same day as mine?!” Jennifer ranted.

“I don’t think she deliberately did it on purpose,” Chrissy tried to assure her. “Besides, she can’t just move her birthday-“

“Well, I know that. She won’t need to,” Jennifer retorted, as she evilly smirked.

“What do you mean?”

By the time school finished, Jennifer had convinced the rest of the seniors to come to her party.

Your birthday had finally arrived. Your parents had decorated the community hall with balloons and streamers, as well as a banner for you.

You checked your watch, realising that it was fifteen minutes after the party had started. Your mother assured you that everyone will be there.

Another fifteen minutes later, you were sitting on the stage, playing with a balloon and rolling it on the stage until it popped. You sighed, before commenting that no one was coming. You were about to take down the decorations when you heard footsteps. You turned to find the Hellfire club, along with Lucas’ girlfriend, Max, and his little sister, Erica, entering the hall, as Jeff greeted you.

“Sorry we’re late,” Dustin apologised. “We had to make a stop and get you something.”

Dustin handed a birthday gift bag to you, as you thanked them.

You opened the bag, taking out a new notebook and a wool hat in your favourite colour. “We didn’t know what you liked, so we got the first things we could find,” Jeff explained.

You smiled, as you thanked them when your mother said, “Darling, I thought I told you to invite only seniors.”

“They don’t come separately mum,” you replied.

“It’s true,” Gareth said. “We’re like a pack of wolves.”

You snorted, as your mother sighed, before letting them stay when Steve Harrington, along with Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler and Fred Benson, as well as the marching band came in, before wishing you happy birthday. Not long after, your mother was gushing over Steve being at your birthday, which made you giggle.

You were chatting to the Hellfire club when you realised that their leader was absent. “So, where’s Eddie?” You asked, when they all looked at each other, unsure what to say about Eddie’s whereabouts.

Meanwhile, at Jennifer’s party, Eddie was selling to some of the rich seniors. He had decided to make a couple of deals and head to the store to buy you something before heading to your party.

He never told anyone, but he had a crush on you since the summer holidays, after you stuck up for him when he was accused of stealing at a store you worked in Starcourt before it was destroyed.

After he did couple of more deals, he was heading out when he overheard Chrissy and Jason talking about you.

“I wanted to go to her party instead,” Chrissy told Jason. “Why can’t we just go?”

“Why go to that loser’s party? What does she have to offer to us?” Jason retorted. “We were promised a yacht trip from Jennifer.”

A fuming Eddie was about to give the jock a piece of his mind when Jennifer approached the couple, “Are you guys having fun?!” She shouted over the loud music.

Chrissy was about to respond when Jason blurted, “Chris wants to leave. She’d rather go to that loser’s birthday party.”

“Will you stop calling her that?” Chrissy angrily asked. “You don’t know her. She’s really sweet.”

Jennifer scoffed, before telling them, “Look, it was inevitable that everyone was coming to my party.”

“Well, not everyone,” Chrissy muttered.

“Okay, it was inevitable that everyone cool was coming to my party,” Jennifer corrected herself. “I mean, what chance does she have with everyone coming to her party? Zero!”

“Just because you guys stopped being friends at high school after she got a part in the school play, it doesn’t mean that you can keep holding a grudge against her,” Chrissy scolded, causing Jennifer to gasp, before walking away.

Eddie growled, as he stormed through the heavily decorated hallway, bumping into people when he was knocked down by a jock, pushing him into a door, causing him to fall down, as the guy shouted at him, calling him a freak. He grunted, as he stood up, realising that he was in Jennifer’s basement. He looked around when he saw the circuit breaker, before smirking, as an idea popped into his head.

Back upstairs, everyone was still partying when the power went out.

Everyone groaned, as Jennifer asked, “What’s going on?”

Not long after, she made her way to the circuit breaker, finding out that the wires were cut. As she stormed back upstairs, she growled, “Who the fuck cut the fucking cables?!”

Everyone looked at each other with confusion, as Jennifer whined, “This wasn’t supposed to happen!”

“So, what do we do now?” One jock asked.

Everyone murmured when Chrissy spoke up, announcing that you were having a party at the community hall. “I’m going if anyone wants to tag along,” Chrissy said, as she started walking out.

Everyone looked around, before following her when Jennifer stammered, “W-wait, you can’t leave!”

“Well, you’ve got no electricity, so why should we stay?” Andy retorted, as he followed Jason.

Jennifer gasped, before threatening, “If you leave, you won’t be allowed to go on the yacht trip!”

Everyone ignored her, as they walked out, causing her to scream, while a giggling Eddie, who was hiding under the staircase, snuck out without being seen, as he made his way to his van.

Back at your party, you were sitting at the table, resting your chin on the palm of your hand, as you checked your watch. You had hoped that Eddie would be there. But hearing that he was Jennifer’s party, it had dampened your mood. You thought that seeing everyone else having fun would lift you up, but it didn’t.

Suddenly, you heard a hubbub coming from outside. You gaped, as the rest of the seniors came.

Chrissy waved at you, before rushing up to you and wished you happy birthday.

“Sorry I’m late,” she apologised. “I got dragged into going to Jennifer’s party.”

“So, how come you all came here instead?” You asked.

“Well, she had a power cut, so I suggested to everyone to come here. I hope that’s okay.”

You smiled, as you thanked her. “You didn’t have to,” you told her. “But thanks.”

You watched everyone enjoying themselves, as you headed outside when you bumped into someone.

“Sorry,” you heard a male voice apologise. You looked up, as you told the guy that it was okay when you realised who bumped into you.

It was Eddie.

“You came,” you happily spoke.

“Yeah, I’m sorry for not coming with the others,” he began to explain. “I was doing some deals before getting your gift. Thankfully, the store was still open when I got there.”

He lifted up a gift bag in front of you, handing it to you.

As you opened it up, you gasped, taking out a copy of The Lord of the Rings.

“Wow!” You exclaimed. “Eddie, thank you.”

“Well, I heard that you lost your copy, so I thought you wanted a new one.”

You happily gazed at him, before you abruptly wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him, continuing to thank him.

Eddie smiled, as he hugged you back when you gave him a peck on the cheek.

After letting go of him, you had put the book back in the bag, as Eddie touched his cheek, smiling.

“Shall we go inside?” You asked, before turning around to head back to the hall when you felt a hand grabbing yours. You turned to find Eddie holding your hand. “Eddie?” You asked.

Eddie gulped, before beginning to hesitate, “I was wondering, um…”

“Yes?”

“Wouldyouliketogoonadatesometime?” Eddie quickly asked.

“Sorry, I didn’t catch that.”

Eddie sighed, before asking, “Would you like to go on a date sometime?”

There was a brief silence, before you smiled and replied, “I’d love to.”

Eddie grinned, before lifting your hand and kissed the back of it, making you giggle, thinking that Eddie asking you out was the best way to end your birthday.

As for Jennifer, she was sitting in the dark, with a beer cup in her hand, whinging about her Christmas party being ruined.

#stranger things #eddie munson x reader #stranger things au #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader

[cameronspecial]

Thorn In My Side, Rose In My Hand (Part 6)

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings:  Under Age Drinking, Under Age Marijuana Use, Violence and Displays of Toxic Relationship Acts. If I missed one, please let me know.

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 3.1K

Summary: Rafe throws a party in an attempt to see Y/N. Y/N finds out a heart breaking truth. 

Masterlist

Rafe knows Y/N is ignoring him. No matter what he tries, she never so much as utters a word in his direction. So he is giving her some space. He could say that he isn’t throwing a party for the sole purpose of hopefully seeing Y/N for a split second if she chooses to come, but he’d be lying. Normally, he goes from room to room to check on people. Today, he is in the kitchen, guarding the stuff he bought specifically for Y/N in case she shows up. He sees someone reaching for the hard kombucha in the fridge, “Touch that can and I will throw you out of my house faster than you can say kombucha.” The person quickly closed the fridge and exited the kitchen. “You better not be opening that Oreo package,” he threatens to Mason, who Rafe knows has been eyeing the package. 

“Dude, come on. I told you that she isn’t coming. She went to something that Wilson is holding. It sounded fancy. So let me just have one, please,” Mason begs while he inches toward the package again.

“Still you never know. Maybe she’ll get bored and stop by?”

“I love you, dude. And I want to see you guys together, but I think it’s time to call it. I don’t want you to get your hopes up.” 

“I know my chances. I still have hope though. We are meant to be, I just know it.”

———

Y/N sits at the dinner table with all of Wilson’s friends. He is having a dinner soirée. Honestly, Y/N is bored out of her mind, but Wilson is her boyfriend and this is typically a girlfriend's duty. La Bleue Fleur is catering and the topic of conversation is that uninteresting Civil War documentary that Wilson made her watch.  Y/N is pushing around the leftover garnish on her plate as she is the first person to finish eating. “Y/N, what did you think of Timothy Satonis’ masterpiece?” Allen asks, looking toward the girl. She is caught off guard by the question because she has mostly been left out of the conversation. “Uhh, not gonna lie, I zoned out during the movie. Docs really aren’t my thing,” she replies to the group, which causes them to look at her with horror in their eyes. The group is awkwardly silent for a second before Wilson directs the conversation to something Y/N can be involved in, “Did you guys know Y/N is Cassie Y/L/N’s daughter?” 

This sparks a conversation between the dinner guests. “Have you met her?” Hailey questions excitedly. Wilson smiles with pride, “Yes, I have. We met when I took Y/N to Midsummer. Later on,  I gave her a manuscript of my book when I visited Y/N’s house the other day. Hopefully, she can pass it on to her publisher and it gets published.” Y/N finds it strange that Wilson would say it like he was the one to ask her to Midsummer when in reality she is the one to ask him out. “That is an amazing idea. Y/N, what is your favourite book of hers?” Josh inquiries. “Um, probably Murder in The Deep. The series is inspired by my love of murder mysteries and the main character, Arabella, is modelled after me. So it feels pretty personal and sentimental to me. She even mentions me in the dedication and named a murder victim after me.” “I see. Wilson did not tell us you were one of those types of readers,” Josh remarks with judgement in his tone. She turns towards Wilson to see if he will stand up for her. He doesn’t, so Y/N once again zones out as everyone else continues talking about her mom like she is not there. She feels a little uncomfortable, but she doesn’t say anything to avoid making anyone else feel the same way. 

After dinner and dessert are finished, the evening continues in the family room with a game of trivia. Y/N is usually good at trivia as she is on track to being valedictorian and she loves to know random, obscure facts. However, this game of trivia is all related to the same topics, which bore her to death. “If you’re a fan of Ella Fitzgerald, Benny Goodman, and Miles Davis, which museum in Kansas City will be music to your ears?” Allen reads from the card. Hailey rings her bell quickly, “Amerian Jazz Museum!” The group claps at her answer. Y/N didn’t even know there was a museum only for Jazz music, let alone that it was in Kansas City. Hailey takes the next card, “Bela Bartok and Romantic composer Franz Liszt are typically considered the greatest composers to emerge from what European nation?” Y/N wants to be included in the game, so she tries to take a guess at the answer and rings her bell, “Is it Germany?” Wilson shakes his head in disappointment and she can see the embarrassment in his eyes. “Of course, it is not Germany, Y/N. Everyone knows they are from Hungary. If you do not know the answer, then do not bother answering the question,” he chastises and Y/N feels as though she is a child. 

“Excuse me, I’m going to go to the bathroom,” Y/N excuses as she gets up to find the bathroom, hoping to escape the situation. Y/N knew she should stand up for herself, but she didn’t wanna make a scene because that would also be embarrassing. She is walking back to the family room when she hears her name being spoken. She stops just outside of the family room archway, hiding behind the wall. “I do not understand why you are dating her. She has no substance at all. She is vapid and I do not know how you can spend so much time with her,” she hears Hailey complain. This absolutely guts Y/N because this is another one of her insecurities. When compared to the intelligent life of the part, Elizabeth Huntington, she felt uninteresting with her more reserved personality. However, nothing prepares her for the feeling of what Wilson says next. “It is about looking at the advantages. Y/N may be vapid, but I got to meet Cassie and hopefully, I can be mentored by her. It is the only reason why I asked her out. I heard a rumour that the Y/L/N’s like to spend time on the beach where we met. I figured I was bound to meet one of them eventually.”

Y/N could continue to just stand there and be sorry for herself, but her blood is now boiling and she decides to stand up for herself, no matter how much she wants to cry right now. She steps out from behind the wall, “I may be vapid, but at least, I’m not a lonely boy, who is so obsessed with an author that I stalked her and her family. It is so sad that you used another human being just to get your boring ass manuscript read. My mom showed me the manuscript and we both agree that you sound like a giant stick in the mud even when you write. You don’t have to worry about putting up with me any longer because we are over!” This isn’t her finest moment, but she storms out in a hurry. She can only make it so far before she realizes that she could not walk home all the way. Her vision is blurry, meaning she could not see three feet in front of her. 

She decides it is safer to call someone to come pick her up. She takes out her phone and dials her brother’s number, “Dude, why are you calling? Are you a boomer? Anyways leave a message at the beep.” Voicemail. She calls her parents and gets voicemail again. Right, they are staying on the mainland for the night because her mom has a back-to-back book signing there. She goes to call Lacey, but notices she has a voicemail from her friend. “Y/NNNNN, I love youuuuu. Before you ask, I amz totes not drink. Drink. Drunk, lol. Okay, maybe I am. But, I wants you to know I loves you. Alsoooo, I total- total- totally made out with Derren. He is so h-” The voicemail cuts off before Lacey could finish her drunken rant. This causes Y/N to stop crying for a second and giggle at Lacey’s drunken antics. But the realization that she only has one other person to call whom she felt comfortable with makes her feel anxious because she is not even sure he is going to answer her call after the way she has been ignoring him. 

———

Rafe sits on his couch with Elizabeth on his lap and her tongue down his throat. He was able to convince her that saying Y/N’s name during Midsummer was a mistake, which leads to them having been making out for the last ten minutes. Even with the raging music of the party, Rafe could hear the beginning notes of “The Book of You and I” by Alec Benjamin. It is the ringtone he assigned for Y/N. He must admit it is a strange song to have chosen because it talks about a breakup and he and Y/N haven’t even started their story. The song reminds him of her and he knows Y/N loves the song just because of the mention of a book. She loves the idea of a love story being a book of the two people in the relationship. He immediately pulls away from Elizabeth, leaving the girl frustrated again to go answer the phone somewhere quieter. The song couldn’t even make it to the second note because Rafe answers it. 

“Y/L/N, are you hurt?” he immediately interrogates with worry seeping into his voice. With Y/N ignoring him for the past couple of weeks, he knows it must be serious if she is calling him right now at night. “Ca- Can y- yo- you pi-pick m-e u-u-up, please?” he hears her struggle to say through her tears. Rafe’s eyebrows knit together in concern, “Absolutely, send me your pin and I’ll be there immediately.” Y/N whispers a meek okay and goodbye before hanging up the phone, not giving him a chance to ask further questions.

———

Once again another party ended early for Y/N’s safety, but seeing as Rafe threw the party just to get her attention, he had no problem with ushering everyone out of his house as fast as he can. He doesn’t even wait for everyone to be gone before hopping into his jeep and driving off to the location Y/N sent him. He held very little regard for his own safety as he drove past stop signs and red lights. All that matters is making sure she is safe. He finally gets to his destination, the end of Wilson’s driveway. Y/N sits on the decorative rock in a full-on sobbing fit. Rafe jumps out after double-checking he put the car in park. He wraps his arms around her shoulders and pulls her into his neck without saying a word. After a few minutes, she calms down enough to tell him what happened. “He was only dating me to get to my mom. He said I was vapid and I know it’s true, but it just hurts to hear someone else confirm it.” Rafe blood boils at how Wilson made Y/N feel, “You are not vapid. You’re a rose. When you meet a new person, you are the bud. You are more reserved around them. But when you start to bloom, your passion, love, and joy start to show. Just like how when a rose starts to open up you start to see the beautiful red colour that hides within. Wilson was just too selfish and boring for you to do anything interesting with him.” She smiles up at him and nods her head in understanding. “Wait, here for a second. I’m going to go do something real quick before we leave,” he explains before getting up and walking toward the front door.

Rafe knocks on the auspicious door and waits for Wilson to open it. “What are y-” Wilson tries to say, but he is interrupted by Rafe’s fist punching him in the face. “Come near Y/N again and I’ll do a whole lot worse,” he warns, running off toward Y/N. She stands there shocked at what just happened. She giggles at the image of Rafe coming towards her. He grabs her hand as he passes by and drags her toward his car. Once he helps her up, he goes around and drives off, watching in the back mirror as Wilson and his friends finally catch up to the street. Rafe pulls out his phone to play “Getaway Car” by Taylor Swift, which causes Y/N to fall into hysterics.  

Rafe drives Y/N to Tannyhill because he knows her parents aren’t home and that Mason is probably still in a guest room with Amanda, even after the party is ended. “Where is everyone?” Y/N ponders out loud as she sees the empty house. Mason told her about the party Rafe was throwing. “Sent them home when you called,” he informs her without skipping a beat. He says it in a matter-of-fact way that she knows he doesn’t want her to feel guilty. The car stops and they see Mason come out to join them outside. “Dude, where did you go?” Mason pauses when he sees the tear-streaked face belonging to his twin. “Y/N/N, what’s wrong?” “Wilson was only dating me because of mom,” Y/N mumbles, attaching herself to Rafe. His being there during her time of vulnerability has caused her to feel comfort in his grasp. Mason’s face contorts into anger, “HE DID WHAT! I’M GOING TO KILL HIM!” Y/N quickly goes to her brother’s side and puts her arm out so he can’t get past her. “Don’t worry. Rafe already punched him for me,” she assures her brother, who pulls her into a hug. “Mace, you didn’t pick up your phone.” He grimaces and places a kiss on her forehead, “I know, I’m sorry.” “It’s okay, Rafe was there,” she whispers in the nook. “Should we go home?” Mason asks. “No, can we go to the balcony?” She replies, looking between Mason and Rafe. Both boys nod and follow her to her desired destination. 

Rafe and Y/N make a quick stop to get her more comfortable clothes, so Mason goes to get some snacks. Rafe goes past his room, heading towards Sarah’s room. He looks back to check in with Y/N and notices she isn’t following him. She is paused at his door, waiting for him to follow her. “What’s wrong? Sarah’s room is this way,” he points in the direction of the room. Y/N looks at her feet while shifting her weight between the two, “Actually, can I borrow some of your clothes, please? They are comfy.” Rafe smiles at her suggestion, “Of course, you can, Y/L/N.” he takes her inside. He gives her a plain gray T-shirt and black sweatpants. It may be a mundane outfit, but Rafe loved how she looked in his clothes. She is practically swimming in his shirt because he is so much taller than her and she had to tie her sweatpants very tight so they wouldn’t slip down so much. They both giggle at her constant need to pull up the pants as they head to the balcony. 

———

Mason sits opposite from Y/N and Rafe with a joint in hand while Y/N cuddles herself into Rafe’s arms. They’ve been talking about anything and everything just to cheer Y/N up. “Why the dude never used contractions was so fucking weird. He sounded like such an old person,” Mason jokes while taking a drag of his blunt. Rafe laughs, “Those stupid button-up shirts he’d wear all the damn time. With his name monogrammed onto them. He looked like such a douchebag in them.” This continuous mockery of Wilson has cheered Y/N up. “I caught him ironing the collar of it. Only an asshole is that uptight,” she joins in while taking a swing of her hard kombucha. The boys nod in agreement. Mason snubs out the joint and gets up from his seat, “I’m gonna head to bed. Y/N, you cool if we sleep here?” She nods; originally, she was supposed to sleep over at Wilson’s house. With that, Mason leaves the two alone. 

They sit in comfortable silence, drinking their drinks and looking up at the stars. She has now shifted so her head is on his chest and his arm is around her neck. Y/N opens up the pack of Oreos placed on the coffee table in front of them. She untwists the top of the one she picks up and gives the bottom with the cream on it to Rafe. Understanding what she wants him to do, he grabs the bottom and eats the cream for her before handing it back to her. Y/N and Wilson never had this unspoken language while they were dating. “Why doesn’t anyone love me for me?” She wonders as she gives him another Oreo. “Someone does. He’s just waiting for you to be ready,” Rafe whispers without realizing that she heard him. She looks up at him from her position and he looks down at her. She closes her eyes and starts to lean in to kiss him. No matter how much he wishes he could lean down to meet her lips, he knows this isn’t the right moment, so he pulls away. “As much as I want to kiss you right now, I would rather our first kiss be when you are feeling less vulnerable and are 100% sober,” he tells her. Disappointment is written all over her face, but she knows that he made the right decision. She would prefer their first kiss to feel more right and not just because he is there being sweet to her after a breakup. She nuzzles back into his chest and they go back to just enjoy each other’s company. Her light snores tell him she has fallen asleep and instead of waking her up from her slumber, he picks her up and takes her to the other guest bedroom. He tucks her into the bed and admires the serene look on her face as she sleeps. He lightly kisses her forehead and goes back to his room to welcome the sleep. 

Taglist: @itsalexwin @sublimepenguinpeach-blog  @gillybear17  @terraeluce​  @f4ll-for-you​ 

#thorn in my side rose in my hand #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron series #outer banks #outer banks imagine #outer banks fanfiction #outer banks x reader #outer banks x you

[stinkypeanutbutter]

silly headcanons pt 2‼️

here we go. . Yay

Whenever they go out, Ashlyn had to wear like a TON of sunscreen because she’s pale af (same)

Scratch what I said last time, Aiden actually likes spiders, but is scared of grasshoppers. Why? Because they keep jumping on him and towards him because they don’t mind their stupid business and are so big for no reason. Ashlyn agrees with this statement

Aiden is so scared of failing his parents, as they seem to have high expectations with him and he’s worried that whatever he does may not be good enough or doesn’t fit their criteria, even if his parents try and reassure him it’s fine to mess up something, referring to his past

Aiden and Taylor totally listen to vocaloid

Beach time? Ashlyn is hiding in the shade on her phone, occasionally going out to swim. . But goes back because the water is freakishly cold. Ben is making sand castles (with or without that little cousin I forgot her name) Logan is collecting shells and cool objects for the sand castle and observation purposes (nerd) Taylor and Tyler are splashing eachother and seeing who can swim faster (Tyler refuses to play but does anyway for her) And Aiden is catching sand crabs, swimming, and climbing the rocky areas to find creatures or lost items to show everyone else.

birthdays? Aiden buys the best gifts cause he rich and seems to know everyone the most because he’s intrusive. Ashlyn buys pretty good ones as well becuase of her hearing everything everywhere. Logan isn’t the best and struggles but pulls through well in the end. Ben makes his own birthday gifts from scratch like a pro!! Taylor and Tyler team up, and usually do well (especially with secret Santa)

Aiden never actually went trick or treating before (bozo) because of his constant traveling, so the most he could and would ever do is buy candy the night of and watch something alone. The buds got together for a day and all went trick or treating for Aidens sake and he loved it. (He scared many kids that day because he went as a clown lmao)

Aiden does graffiti art les go!!!! (Got in trouble once)

Aiden ALMOST went to jail, but it was just some old lady complaining about how he looked because he kept smiling at her and thought he was being cocky (he was)

Ben listens to metal (you just take a headphone from him and you hear screaming and a heavy instrumental 💀)

both Ashlyn and Ben also listen to orchestral music, Taylor occasionally because it appeases her mind.

Horror movies? Ben dos NOT like them, but watches for the others sake. Logan feels the same way, and covers his face anytime a jumpscare is coming up (fails each time, ends up seeing every jumpscare and screams, jumps into the arms of the nearest person) Ashlyn doesn’t get scared easily with them, but only when she can’t tell if one’s gonna happen or not. Tyler likes them, but doesn’t admit to being scared at times. Taylor and Aiden love them, actually talking about what parts they liked and what they could have done better on.

since people are doing these, here:

Bi Ashlyn, considers herself a girl, but also as nothing sometimes (idk the word)

Pan Aiden, doesn’t care who you are, just be able to tolerate him.

Tyler is a homophobic homosexual

Logan is bi, no major preferences.

Ben is a straight and ace

Taylor is ace and demi romantic

love how most people seemed to agree with Taylor and Ben being ace

Ashlyn and Taylor have girls nights sometimes, usually with Taylor taking a ton of photos and Ashlyn getting bombarded with questions from Aiden and Tyler (mostly Aiden)

TW!! SH

When it came to Aiden being a alone in his room and him moving around a lot, it was hard for him to feel anything besides loneliness, so he took to SH for a while, mostly on his upper thighs because he felt no one would see them as easily. Even now he starts it up again when he’s super upset and had really no way to get his frustration out, didn’t help with the constant mask he put up. He feels better, but every now and then his emotions slip and he starts it up again, going further without realizing. He wears a strong foundation to at least cover some of them up, but someone noticed. Who? That’s up for you to decide.

ok good bye thanks for reading!!11!! 😹🌝🤺

#school bus graveyard #sbg #sbg (webtoon) #My headcanons #I’ll do more once I think of some #school bus graveyard webtoon #aiden clark #ben clark #tyler hernandez #Ashlyn Banner #Ashlynn #Taylor Hernandez #silly headcanons woo hoo!!

[sweet-villain]

UnBreak My Heart ~ E.M 

Anonymous asked:

I've had this thought of like eddie and reader hooking up before going into the upside down bc he thinks he's not gonna make it out. But after he does and clears his name a month later he ends up seeing this girl and you find out your pregnant so you end up avoiding him not wanting Eddie to believe you're trying to get into the way of his relationship bc you want him to be happy. He keeps asking around why he doesn't see you anymore and everyone just makes and excuse so he goes to see you and by this point you're 3 months and clearly showing. She explains why she's been acting the way she has and he tells her him and the girl broke up etc. Can end with them moving in together and just really fluffy stuff.

After defeating Vecna and Eddie clearing his name, you wanted him to be happy. That's all that mattered to you. You remember like it was yesterday the way his lips felt against your skin, the way he touched right before you and the rest of the gang went to the Upside Down. The way he would look at you with those brown doe lustful eyes. You would never admit it but you always liked Eddie, you never told him how you felt in fear of ruining your friendship with him. But you were there for him when the police and Jason along with his basket ball goons were after him.

You made Eddie feel safe.

" Eddie" you stared at him wide eyed when he suggest that if he didn't make it that he wanted one last time to feel good. He wanted you to make him feel good. " Me-e?" his cheeks beet red as he looks down at his lap, biting his lip as he nodded.

" Of course, sweetheart. You're the only one who keeps me on my toes. You're the one who always made sure I was okay and that I never stopped smiling. I want it to be you to be my last"

You remembered the way his fingers felt as he plunged his fingers inside of you. The way you moaned when one fingers wasn't enough. The way he smirked and added two more. The way his mouth left marks on you and Steve couldn't stop staring at your neck when you were gearing up the next day.

" Can I cum inside of you, sweets?" he asked as his final request from you. He stared up at you as you bounced on his cock, stopping for a brief moment as you stared at his with your mouth opening and closing. " Eds" you breathed out, his face was twisted as he thrusted his hips up, not holding back as he came inside of you. He filled you up with his cum, slowly regretting it because you didn't answer him.

" I'm-m s-sorry" he went to apologize but you shook your head with your hands on his chest. " I wanted it" you reassured him leaning down to place a soft kiss on his chest. He held you that night until you two had to leave to go with the gang to end it all.

" I'm not prepared to lose you, Munson" you tell him watching as he put on his battle vest. His hands dropped to his side as he looked up at you seeing the glossy look in your eyes and your lips trembling.

Eddie didn't answer you as he brought you into his arms, placing a kiss on your forehead. He wasn't prepared either to do this. He cupped your face with both his hands, his thumbs tracing the adams apple of your cheeks. He wanted to remember this moment as his heart fluttered. Your hands reached up to grasp his wrist and holding him there for a moment.

" We got to go" Steve says as he came in, looking between the two of you. Steve was aware of your feelings for Eddie, but promised to not tell anything to Eddie otherwise as in your own words " I'll use your bat for better purposes".

You were defiantly not prepared when you found him laying in his blood after the Demobats dropped, you rushed to his side screaming that he wasn't going to leave you and everyone else. You told him you weren't done being his friend, having a chance to tell him something and you carried him with Steve to the hospital. You sat by his side, not moving from your seat as you watched him.

" I'm not leaving him" you told Robin as she said you needed to go home for a shower, to get some sleep and get a decent meal in you. But you only cared about when Eddie woke up. You were scared to lose him. You were scared that you won't have enough time to tell him that you love him. That he was your person.

Days went by and then a groan was all your heard as you awake from slumber. Your eyes grew wide as saucers as you rose to your feet to his side, taking his hand in your eyes. Those brown doe eyes turned to look at you. You were the first person he saw when he awoken. The heart monitor picked up at the sight of you and his cheeks beet red knowing you have heard it.

" Eddie" you said his name through your tears. You were so happy he was awake. He was alive. He squeezed your hand lightly as his brown doe eyes shined at you.

You were there by his side.

You remember like it was yesterday that he awoken in the hospital room with you by his side but that all vanished within the months his scars healed, when he adjusted back into the life, being around his friends again, going to practice again and being around you. At least that what Eddie thought as he hanged with the gang but you seem to keep your distance as more months went by.

After clearing his name, Eddie eyes set on a girl he met at the record store when he went to get a new Metallica album. He couldn't stop staring at her. He was in awe of her. You cleared out of his mind and the night the two of you shared before going to Upside down, vanished.

You saw her around town, seeing them at the grocery store holding hands and you heard about her from Dustin who couldn't stop talking about how she made Eddie happy. You weren't going to be in the way of his happiness.

But you were holding your own secret.

You have been running to the bathroom, holding your hair up and when Robin came over one night for movie night, you could not hold the popcorn down. She followed you into the bathroom. She held your hair up and rubbed your back as you threw up.

Sitting against the white bathtub with both your backs to it, she questioned.

" Are you pregnant?" your eyes grew wide at her question but she could be right since the last time you had sex was with Eddie. His last requests before he said he was going to die was to have sex with you. He didn't use a condom. You wanted him to cum inside of you.

" Robs" you gasped sitting up as you turned to look at her wide eyed. Her own eyes got wide, " With who?"

" Eddie, before we went to the Upside Down and defeat Vecna. It was his last requests. He felt like he was going die and asked me to do this one last thing for him."

" Oh Y/N" she embraced you in her arms as silent tears ran down your cheeks.

-

" Hey, Harrington? Have you seen Y/N? Eddie asks as he walked into Family Video with Jade, his girlfriend by his side. Robin stopped stacking the new films on the shelf as she turned to look at him. Steve froze in his spot as he eyed the metal head but he turned to look at Robin for help.

" She's unavailable" Robin answered turning back to what she was doing. She wasn't about to tell him what's been going on with you. Steve and Robin went with you to the doctors to find out you were indeed pregnant. You were going to have a baby. They both promised you that they weren't going to tell anything to Eddie.

" I just want him happy. He deserves it" you tell him.

" What is that suppose to mean?" Eddie asked as he eyed Steve then Robin as the two shared another look that he didn't know what it was. His heart ached that he no longer got to see you anymore, that you stepped aside from his life and you weren't even answering his calls anymore. He missed you.

" Maybe she's on a trip" Jade, his girlfriend mumbled shrugging as she folded her arms across her chest. She has never met you but she has a feeling that you were special to Eddie the way he would talk about you.

" Where would she go?" Eddie looks back at his girlfriend, shaking his head. " That's not like Y/N"

" Leave it, Munson" Steve says as he walks around the counter eyeing him and shaking his head. Eddie eyes the look on Steve's face. Something felt off here and he didn't like it. Why couldn't they tell him where you were.

He frown turning back to the door as he calls to his girlfriend that they had to go. She follows him with a huff in her step.

" That was close" Steve mumbles, only to receive a smack in the back of his head, " You don't think, dingus" Robin gives him a look as she walks to the back.

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You were indeed avoiding Eddie because you were three months pregnant, carrying his child. You didn't want to come in between his relationship. It mattered that he was more happy than you ever saw him. You were going to raise this baby on your own, but you weren't alone. This baby was going to have a big family.

" Hey Henderon, have you seen Y/N today?" Eddie asks Dustin once he opened his front door seeing Eddie standing there. His van parked behind him. Eddie was growing more worried by the day. He doesn't know what happened to you. You were his best friend, the one person he trusted most out of everyone in his life, the one person he adored with all his heart and yet you were no where to be seen.

Did he do something? Did you hate him all of sudden? Are you sick? Did you leave Hawkins?

" Nope" Dustin says as he was about to close the door when Eddie's foot stopped from closing the door on him. " Come on, Henderson. She's our best friend" Dustin nodded. He has seen you, he has talked to you about it and he knows the real reason Eddie isn't in your life. At first, he was upset that you chose this but he understood and embraced you in his arms. He wants the best for you and if keeping Eddie out of your life is what you wanted, then he was going to do it.

Eddie eyes Dustin seeing him averting his gaze. They all knew something he didn't know and he was tired of all of them hiding it from him.

" I don't know, Eddie" Dustin shrugs. Eddie takes a couple of steps towards him, standing over him as he squinted his eyes at him and leaned in.

" What do you know, Henderson?" There is knocking on the door and Dustin lets out a the breath he was holding that he didn't know. He races to the door and throws it open.

" Lucas! Mike!" he yells happily and throws his hands up. He looks back at Eddie smiling, it was uneasy smile feeling his heart race Mike and Lucas look behind Dustin to see Eddie. Their eyes going wide as their Dungeon Master looks at them closely.

" Eddie" they both greet him with a wave. Eddie frowns as he steps behind Dustin. " Where is Y/N? You better tell you, you little shrimps or the next campaign won't be until two week from now!"

" She's at the cabin! Hopper and El are looking after her!" Dustin says.

" Dustin!" Mike and Lucas yell together. They couldn't believe Dustin would tell him where you were when you didn't want Eddie to find out.

" I know! I know! But she's-" Mike cuts him off, shaking his head. " Eddie should see for himself. You said enough" Dustin says. Eddie pushes past them to his van as he speeds walk.

He slide into the driver side and turns it on, puts down the visor and looks at the polaroid picture of you and him at Lover Lake, he had his arm wrapped around you with a joint in his mouth while you took the picture smiling at the camera.

He loves that picture and you told him you never found it, not knowing it was him that kept it. He has one in his wallet too, a picture of you on Halloween night dressed as an angel, your eyes were closed but it's the smile that makes his heart race. He misses that smile.

You make him feel like no one ever made him feel before. Not even his ex girlfriend Jade who had complaint to him how much he talked about you. Eddie is in love with you, he had hoped that you still want to see him after all this time. He wishes he could go back to the day the last time he saw you, the way you'd look at him one more time before you walked out the door.

He drove off in hopes you'd still want to see him. Even if it's just one more time.

-

" How are you feeling?" El said as she sat down besides you on the couch. Hopper had put the cabin back together, making it a home for you as you told him you wanted to take time to be away from everyone. But of course, Robin and Steve insisted they would never leave you be because being alone was scary. They were there for you from the moment you found out you were pregnant. You were going to have your own little miracle.

" I'm doing better, thank you" you tell her closing your book and placing your hands on your stomach. You were showing already and you couldn't be happier to have this baby. You wanted to be a mother for so long.

She places her hand on yours with a small smile on her lips, " You're going to be a good mom."

" Thank you, sweetheart" you says. The sound of someone's car brought you out of the moment with her. She raises her head up in alert as she stands up to look out the window. She looks back at you then at the van seeing the mane of curls getting out the car.

" Eddie" she says. You freeze in your seat. How did he found out where you were? Who told?You stood up from the couch and looked out the window to see for yourself. Indeed it was Eddie.

His hands shook by his side as he looked up at the cabin, the sun shined down at his making him squint his eyes at it as he approached slowly. He wasn't too sure if you were there but his heart raced when he saw the door creep open and there you were. You stepped out with El behind you with her hand in yours.

His mouth opened and closed like a gaping fish as he stared at you. Your hair grew a bit longer but it's the way your hands were placed on your stomach that caught his attention. He saw that your belly was a little bigger than the last time he saw you.

You took a couple of steps down as you stood inches away from him.

" Hi Eddie" was the only thing you said to him which angered him. He threw his hands up and scrunched up his nose in anger. " Hi Eddie? Hi Eddie is all you can say to me!?" you winced stepping back a bit. El rushed to your side and stood in front of you with her hand towards Eddie in protection. He eyes her then look at you.

" 'm not going to hurt her" he tells her. El looks over to you seeing you nod and points one finger at him as she walks back behind you.

" Where have you been Y/N? You don't answer my calls. I've asked everyone where you have gone. Why? Did I do something?" you looked away from him, it hurt too much you look at him.

" Why are you here Eddie?" you asked, softly. He looks at you in disbelief.

" Are you kidding me?!" He grasp onto his mane of curls before dropping his hands to his side. " Because I care about you! I have been looking for you every where. I was worried that something happened to you but you're here, hiding. Why?"

" Because Eddie, I'm pregnant" your hands placed on your stomach turning to your side to show him that you were showing already. You're going to be a mother.

His eyes grow wide as he swallows the lump in his throat that he was holding and he blinks trying to process what you just said. His face goes pale and he takes a few steps towards you with his hands up like he's asking to touch you.

" You can come and touch" you nodded, once he's almost near you, you grabbed onto his wrist bringing his hands on your stomach. His breath hitches as he stands there processing it. Then it hits him, you were the last person he was with therefore this must be his.

" I-is t-this?" he can't even gets the words out. You knew what he was asking, you nod.

" It's yours" his knees give out from under him as he collapses on the ground placing his head on your stomach that is showing. " Oh Y/N" he says feeling tears prickling his eyes.

" Why didn't you tell me?" he asks through the tears that are flowing down his cheeks as he looks up at you. Your hand reaches out to brush some of his bangs away.

" I wanted you to be happy, Eddie. I knew you started to date someone and I never wanted to get in the way of that or your happiness. It mattered to me, you deserved it and even if I had to step aside to have you out of my life, I did it for you. You're so special Eddie, I wanted you to be happy"

He shook his head as he stood up on his feet, wiping his nose with the back of his sleeve.

" I broke it off with her" he sniffles, " She's not the person I wanted to be with. She wasn't you Y/N" your heart raced at his words, " she didn't make me happy. Every time I got to see you, I got to see you laugh, I got to see you smile, I got to see you around those shrimps, hearing you bother Steve and tease me the way you did, she didn't understand me like you did. She wasn't you. I never wanted anyone else besides you Y/N. Sweetheart, it's always going to be you"

You gasped at his words with your own tears streaming down your cheeks and you couldn't help but wrap your arms around him. He wrapped his arms around you, burying his face in your hair and breathing in your scent.

" You're it for me, Munson" you whisper to him but he hears you as he pulls away cupping your face with both his hands, his brown doe eyes filled with happiness.

-

" Don't touch that, sweetheart. You don't need to carry the heavy stuff. Harrington!" Eddie shouts, taking the box from you instead as he carried inside. Steve and the rest of the gang were helping you move in with Eddie, you were growing bigger by now and showing more. When you and Eddie told Uncle Wayne that the two of you were going to be parents, he was more than happy for you. He had hoped that it was you all along that Eddie would end up with.

Uncle Wayne was even coming over to help a bit later.

" But I want to help" you were about to take another box when someone else took it from you.

" Slow down, mama bear. We got this" Robin says. You place your hands on your bigger pregnant belly, smiling wide. The little one was your miracle bringing you and Eddie together.

Two set of ring clad hands placed on top of yours making you look up seeing the brown doe eyes that you fell in love with.

" Our little Munson is going to get spoiled to the core" he says, leaning down and placing a kiss on top of the belly.

" Munson?" you asked with a small smile on your lips. He nods, " I was hoping I would give you my last name soon."

" Are you asking me to marry you?" He bites his bottom lip, shrugging but smiles.

" Soon, mama bear. Soon" you tug on his vest and pull him as close as you can get him to and place your lips on his. His hands went to your pregnant belly, rubbing his thumb in circles. He couldn't wait to be a dad.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #imagine eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x female character #eddie x reader #eddie x you #eddie x y/n #eddie x fem!reader #jewls writes

[c-rose2081]

Hi! I really really like your swapped AU, and i have some questions!

How is Mallory's relationship with her family? Her parents, Queen Leah, Ariana…and with Queen Belle and the King Beast?

Will Auds meet any of her biological family before finding out they are her biological family?

Did Audes have friendships/partnerships with anyone on the isle that went wrong, or did she never have anyone to trust?

Will Ben and Mal repair their relationship?

I really hope you answer because I really like your fanfic!

Hi! I’m more than happy to answer :)

Mal is surrounded by a glamor forged by Maleficent, so the people closest to her can’t actually tell she’s not Aurora and Phillip’s real daughter. She’s very close to her mother and father, and has many friends, all of whom are touched by this magic. Belle and Beast like her well enough, though they do think she’s a bit spoiled, but generally a strong head to match Ben’s diplomatic powers.

She and Queen Leah, however, do not get along. It’s not really clear why (perhaps distance, as Leah doesn’t live in the Honeymoon Cottage in this AU), but Queen Leah isn’t as blinded by the glamor as everyone else. She knows something’s up, but can’t really put her finger on what and has no proof. Therefore she and Mal don’t get along and hardly speak to one another besides the occasional formal engagement.

Ariana (at least the version I use) is not present in the Swapped AU, as she’s only around in canon timeline :)

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Auds WILL meet her biological family in the story long before the glamor is broken. (Family Day with a twist ;)

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Auds was kept pretty isolated on the Isle of the Lost, only traveling from the Lair of Evil, to the main hub, and back again. She was, for all intents and purpose, a house servant to Maleficent, so making alliances was the last thing on her mind. She’s not necessarily shy towards others (as we’ve already seen in the story), but is still soft-spoken and is far too used to others speaking for her/giving her specific orders. Auds actually prefers when she’s given direct instructions, as making her own choices is incredibly overwhelming (we’ll see more of that later).

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Yes, this story will be Mal/Ben still, just like canon. How that’s gonna happen, I’m not entirely sure yet seeing as Mallory is a pretty…difficult…character to like. But we’ll see about that when we get there lol.

Thanks so much for enjoying :D

#disney descendants #swapped au #isle swap #mal descendants #audrey descendants #fanfiction #alternate universe

[gingerlurk]

Lovers' Crest | Chapter 17: The Forged

Din Djarin x f!Reader

Masterlist

Summary: You've spent months believing your actions had made you a traitor, an enemy, never to be trusted again. But when you reveal yourself to the one who may as well have cast you out, you find an ambivalent and unlikely ally.

And you're gonna need it.

Word count: 3k

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, slow burn, non-canon (the Razor Crest never gets destroyed, it also gets upgraded with a cabin), post season 3, ANGST, I'm sorry, yearning, canon characters present.

A/N: Hey, you're awesome. X

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The Armourer has always enjoyed the quiet of the work. It’s not the work that’s quiet, of course. A heavy hammer rises and sings down onto the metal, ringing the air over and over as she works. It’s the inner quiet that stills her mind and funnels her focus down into the piece before her.

She doesn’t feel hurried, or the need to check her surroundings. Even though it is a conflict of significance for which they prepare, she is deep in the mountainside of their established Covert. There is not a soul in the universe outside their clan that knows she is here.

But as she turns to quench the piece, tongs held nimbly aloft, there is a quiet figure seated at her table, and she does not know them.

She pauses for only a moment, then continues the work. They don’t move from where they sit, watchful.

As the Armourer shifts about her forge, she takes in small glances at her new arrival. It appears to be an Ubese hunter, the stretched and elongated features of the mask reminding her of certain mutated insects her people had unearthed on Mandalore.

Heavily armed with two rifles slung across the visitor’s back, and a cross-strap of munitions set to blow a small fortress, she does puzzle over how this presence came to be in her sanctum without her notice, or the notice of any of her comrades. Moreover, does this stranger know what they’ve come across? A Mandalorian Covert preparing for a war? 

The piece settled on its mould, she turns to study the figure at her table more closely. They haven’t spoken still, and the Armourer begins to sense something familiar.

‘You come with a purpose,’ she states. ‘A message?’

Her guest straightens just a little.

‘I do,’ a brittle, reverbed voice echoes around the forge chamber.

‘Tell me.’

Her sole company stands slowly, palms out and settled at their sides. No threat.

‘You know a war approaches. I saw your preparations on my way here. It is not enough.’

The Armourer tilts a condescending helm. ‘We have the forces to meet the Imperial threat,’ she says.

‘Do you know about their allies?’

‘Yes.’

‘All of them?’

A different tilt, more inviting.

‘Tell me.’

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You take turns between leaning heavily on the wall and then pacing back and forth in the shadows out of sight of the gathering audience. Armoured and armed soldiers of varying height and age and gender steadily file into the chamber, forming a congregation ready to take in the beckoned proceedings.

The rough garments and stuffy helmet of your disguise do loads to allow your festering anxiety to foment into a near panic attack. Tamping it down with deep breaths and every calming mantra you can recall, you await your fate.   

Once the place is full and the Covert readies to hear what is in store, you force yourself to straighten and still.

From your vantage, you see the Armourer step into the centre of the dim lighting.

‘Gathered clan, loyal Covert,’ she says in a steely tone. ‘We are here on this moon to be the volleying party in an oncoming war. To know the enemy and beat back their advances.’

A unified beating of wrists fills the space. Everyone knows what they’re there for. They’re waiting on what else needs to be said.

‘But I have learned there is much we did not know. There are alliances and joining forces that would have taken us entirely by surprise if not for one, unforeseeable thing.’ The commanding presence of the woman speaking has everyone in the room hushed, still waiting.

Your heart is in your ears as you see her turn away from her congregation to you, raising a hand to invite you into view. You just have to tamp it down and move into the light. You step forward.

The din of protest and movement that follows as you emerge from the shadows, still clad as you are in heavy robes and mask, is deafening. The sensors built into the helmet you’re wearing catch the red, primed muzzles of every weapon in the place. Pointed at you.

It’s okay if you die, you think, just so long as they believe you.

The Armourer speaks over the unrest. 

‘This supposed stranger walked into the forge alone and undiscovered, addressing me in repose before I had even noted their presence.’ The room grows hushed again. She carries on. ‘They found us at this location at impossible odds.’

‘How?’ demands a huge man stationed near the front, long rifle aimed at your head. You’d fixed his speeder once.

‘Because they have known us. And because they share a deep connection with one of our very own,’ she scans the room. You see her helm pause in line of sight of the small green wandering face you had missed so much. Ears twitching and head bobbing in mild interest. It tugs hard on your thundering heart.

Your eyes flick to the dark stillness beside him, Din. 

‘This is the case, is it not?’ The Armourer turns to you and says your name.

Your augmented eyes, locked on Din, take in his infinitesimal flinch. But otherwise, nothing.

You sigh, reach up and lift your helmet, looking back to the Armourer with as much reverence as you can muster. Of course she knew it was you.

‘It is—’ you start but the room erupts in a roaring blaze of shouts and weapons cocking. You can’t stop your eyes flicking back to Din. He hasn’t moved an inch. Blaster still locked on you, still seated while everyone around him has leapt to their feet.

Grogu looks at you calmly, keen eyes bright. He knew you were coming. He showed the way.

The Armourer holds an arm out to the gathering, stepping carefully between you and the others. The cacophony fades quickly.

When all is quiet again. She continues.

‘We knew about the Crowning regiment and the Division allying with the Imperial forces we oppose. But now we have been brought the troubling news of more alliances being forged, cast, and bought.’

The Armourer relays the news you’d delivered. The Guild being hired and the doubtless other mercenaries brought to the cause for glory and riches. The room fills with a restless discontent. You decide now’s the time to speak up.

‘I can help!’ You raise your voice over the muttering. ‘I can help you win this war.’

You look to the Armourer. She gestures to continue.

‘Your targeting centre, for one,’ you ignore some outraged cries about how you could possibly know about that. ‘I can upgrade the iris ports, boost its range way, way farther. You’ll have the skies in hand.’

You spot a few blaster sights being lowered. Keep going.

‘And that imp camp on the chordal coast; you’ve reconned it, you know about the walker and the tie fighters. I can help you sabotage them, pre-set scrambles and vibrophase explosives.’

You think you’re getting through, less muttering, more still and focused figures.

You curse yourself for looking again, but you can’t stop cutting back to Din. You’re surprised to see he’s standing, though nothing else about his posture has changed.

‘And I can fight!’ You say, dropping your gaze from his steely helm. ‘I want to fight.’

You bully yourself to not cry, standing here as waves of distrust and suspicion radiate from the crowded gathering. Bursts of ‘why!’, ‘how can we trust her?’, ‘she’s a spy’ echo around the space.

The Armourer finally speaks again, easily heard over the discord. ‘She did not have to risk everything to come here,’ she says. 

You beg to differ, but you stay quiet and turn your gaze to hold steady on her. She in turn regards you for a moment, then turns back to her people.

‘We will accept her offer of help,’ she decrees. She doesn’t stop speaking as muttering and protest rumbles on, though it is fading into contemplation here and there. ‘We cannot afford to lose this war. And it is too great of a risk to refuse an alliance where it is offered. This is the Way.’

You let the echoing ‘This is the Way’ from the crowd wash over you. Then movement catches your eye and you look back to Din. He’s holstered his weapon and is moving along the row of his seated compatriots.

He turns and marches down the aisle, away from you, with not a single look back. Grogu glances at you sadly before hopping down to follow his father. You try to convey your best ‘It’s okay; thank you,’ to him before he goes. 

As they vanish around the doorway, the rest of the gathered assembly breaks. Some approach you and the Armourer, others head off in turn, back to duties, knowing their place.

The Armourer starts issuing instructions to those who had moved forward. You fight back the overwhelming urge to collapse to the ground and sob, focusing instead on deep breaths and looking ahead. Focus on what’s in front.

With a few repeated mantras, you collect yourself, fall into a tentative air of confidence. 

A member of your group turns to you, gestures at you up and down. ‘You will turn your weaponry and garb over to the inventory crew to be purposed for the battles ahead,’ she commands.

‘Oh,’ you look down at yourself. ‘You can have the threads and the rifles, no problem. But,’ you flip the headwear you’re holding up and show off the array of circuitry and switches blinking inside. You wink, ‘I need this for other things.’

You’re seated on the floor of the battle room, a mess of wire coiling and circuit boards scattered around you. To you, increasing the range on the multi-array scoping system is simply a matter of telling the right wires where to go. Parts from the cannibalised helmet that lies by your knee will help them along.

A slender, kind of gangly Mandalorian has crouched beside you, making no effort to hide his fascination with what you’re doing.

He speaks with the pitched, wavering tone of an adolescent. Through the modulated vocoder, it’s kind of adorable.

‘So you’re using that circuit to program the power flux?’ he asks.

You chuckle. ‘More or less. It’s not a smooth curve though, up, down, up.’ You make a wave motion with your free hand. ‘It has to be more loose, or you get seizure.’

The two of you continue like that, in companionable tinkering. It’s the first time you’ve felt calm and present since warping into the system. It doesn’t last long.

Your peace is shattered by the heavy, clinking footfalls of Din Djarin. You’d recognise them anywhere, but your stomach still flips when he enters the octagonal, vaulted space. You feel tiny and meek, hunched in your nest of wires, but he barely turns in your direction. Instead, he takes several long strides around you and your burgeoning apprentice to step flush with Ari Wren.

You’ve learned that Wren is the Armourer’s 2IC in this war room, relaying tasks and keeping things on track. She has a brash but candid demeanour. And she’s tolerated your presence well enough, so you figure you owe her respect.

Din murmurs to Wren, who’s listening intently. Helmets titled together. You strain to overhear but he’s barely above a whisper.

He’s standing so close to her… What could he be saying…

You shake and give yourself a mental slap. You have no fucking right to be jealous right now! What the fuck is wrong with you?  

Wren breaks away, gives him a nod, and they part. You focus back on what you were soldering, furious with yourself.

‘Um, m- miss? Sorry?’ Your head snaps to the kid. 

‘What?’

‘Sorry, I was asking if recreating this would be possible in future builds? Make a 2.0 or?’

You will your face to clear, giving the young man a warm smile while trying to ignore your ex-lover stepping around you again like you’re so much refuse.

‘Potentially, sure.’ You wink. ‘See how this one pans out.’ You haven’t even finished speaking before Din is gone.

After a few weeks of working quietly about their base, taking orders and following duties, your presence seems to have been accepted by most everyone there. You now only catch the occasional long stare or hostile posture. Most times you get a nod as you pass someone. A few times you’re even stopped in your path, asked questions about your latest project – installing thermal railguns on your commandeered T-Wing. 

Most everyone, of course. 

You don’t know how he does it, but since briefly intersecting in that war room, the one Mandalorian you ache to see has been absent. Even at mealtimes. You try not to do it, but you always check every helmet you can land eyes on as they file across the hearth one by one and take in their supper, each shifting off to find a secluded spot with communal unspoken understanding. You can never find a reason to linger long enough before you just have to take up a cup and move off.

His young apprentice seeks you out once. You’re toying with a construct module when a brush on your ankle has you looking down.

Grogu gazes up with a tiny ‘Mm, eh?’ and you crouch to him.

‘Hey baby,’ you reach out a hand and he scoots toward it, letting you give him a squeeze. You’re treated to a tiny grunt. ‘Gods, I missed you so much, you know?’

He ‘wehs’ at you and peers around, like he’s checking you’re alone. Then he lays a hand on yours, closes his eyes and coos softly. A long, tentative moment passes before his little claw grips you hard. Your senses are flooded. Ambushed. With emotions. With thoughts. It’s difficult to make it all out, but sadness and joy and anger and love all cascade within you. A cacophony of ‘where did you go?’, ‘where have you been?’, ‘you came back, you’re back, you’re back,’ roars away.

You will reassurance into your consciousness, and ‘I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.’ It’s hard to do, the gale of emotion passing through you so furious and consuming. After what feels like an age, the swirling storm eases and you swim back into the present moment, eyes brimming with tears. They fall freely, dotting the ground between the two of you.

‘I’m sorry,’ you say aloud. Grogu just looks down, a little chagrined. Sensing further questions from him, you add, ‘If they let me stay, I will.’

He gives you a head tilt and a small ‘patu’ that’s borderline incredulous. You smile sadly.

‘Yeah, fair enough,’ you say.

‘You’re sensitive to the powers he possesses.’ The voice slices across your reverie with the child. You look up to see the Armourer a few steps away, watching intently. 

‘The Force,’ you say, wiping at the stinging tears.

‘Yes,’ she says. ‘Do you know what it means?’

You reply honestly, ‘Not a clue, actually.’ Despite having ample opportunity, you hadn’t sought any detail about the sorcery you could apparently tap into. That same strangling fear of being bound, locked down, tied to something beyond your volition had held you back from it.

She seems to infer exactly this as she stares at you and Grogu.

‘I understand,’ she says, gesturing at the child still holding onto your hand. ‘It is a mysterious gift, one the Jedi once guarded heavily. But this one forges his own path to walk. Just as you do.’

Gods, what is she even talking about… You suddenly feel tired, a fatigue down to your bones.

‘Much has changed here,’ she intones, ‘in the time since you left this foundling and his father.’ 

She says the words without malice, just matter-of-fact. You left this foundling and his father. But they cut across you like a sabre. You’d never thought mere words would have a chance at destroying you. Yet here you are, trembling like the mortally wounded.

The rest of what she says just manages to sink in though, so you focus in on that. Much has changed… What does that mean? 

You look up to ask but are startled to see her holding a familiar device – Din’s datapad. The scuff marks on the side unmistakable from when you’d dropped it off the side of the Crest’s starboard jet engine, where you had been using it to sketch some upgrade ideas. You remember he’d just sighed theatrically and tossed it back up to you.

She makes sure you see it, before tucking it away beneath her furs again.

‘If you do stay, you will soon understand the significance of these changes. And perhaps find the answers you seek.’

Answers? What answers? Is she being all vague and cryptic on purpose? You remember with a pang of resentment how confused you’ve been by her words before. In a time and place that feels like a lifetime ago, when she’d told Din it was time the two of you took a vow as if you were barely even present.

You find no words to say, so stay quiet and scrutinise the hem of your tunic instead. Apparently you have a lot to think about, you just have no clue where to start.

‘Come Grogu,’ the Armourer beckons. ‘Your father seeks your whereabouts.’

The child gives you a penetrating look before ambling toward her, falling in step and leaving you crouched on the cold, lonely floor.

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OK, so... I haven't watched Rebels, or much of the animated Star Wars stuff. And I wrote most of this chapter way before I first posted it. So it's either a wild coincidence that I pulled the surname 'Wren' out of thin air, or I unknowingly absorbed it through pop culture osmosis and my brain just presented it to me when I was casting about for name ideas. Either way, I would probably say no relation to Sabine? Very distant cousins perhaps? I dunno, sorry if it's confusing.

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[autisticlalna]

Something to Navigate By - a Navigator fanmix

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TRACKLIST: skye rocket - Sad Machine // i fight dragons - History Repeating // go! child - I.D. // pendulum - The Island, Pt, I (Dawn) | the queenstons - Just Hesitation (HES3 Edit) // fox stevenson - Dreamland // shirobon - On the Run // she - Nostalgic Vibes // tinlicker - Donderdag // USS - Hydrogenuine // fox stevenson - Radar // stacked like pancakes - Dreamcatcher // bastille - WHAT YOU GONNA DO??? // area 11 - ØCULIST // enter shikari - Redshift // everything everything - Don't Try - [Everything Everything Remix] // metric - Underline the Black // the mountain goats - Younger // enter shikari - Undercover Agents // porter robinson - Mirror // they might be giants - Let's Get This Over With

reasonings behind songs under the cut!

Sad Machine: "and though i know, since you awakened her again, she depends on you, she depends on you! she'll go alone, and never speak of this again, we depend on you, we depend on you [..] is anyone there? anyone else, anyone else, anyone else-" // this was the opening song on my Dominion Viking playlist! :D i will gladly take the opportunities to do musical callbacks.

History Repeating: "so then what to do when we know what's coming? stay and see it through, or start running? [..] over and over, i know i'm not alone here [..] don't say anything, i know where we've been, and i've got a feeling this is history repeating! when this crashes down i won't be around, 'cause i've got a feeling this is history repeating now!" // there's a time loop joke in here, obviously, what with "history repeating" being very literal. Navigator's involvement in all of this is... interesting? he's omniscient, he knows what's happening, but for once this isn't history repeating like it always has-- something has changed, and everyone needs to make a choice on what to do about it.

I.D.: "now everything inside of me is calling out "are you listening?" [..] i've been keeping this thought that if i spend all my time as what i'm not that i would find it in me to tell you to leave, but here you are and you won't [..] it hasn't been the same since you told me your name" // the way Navigator and Sapphire treat each other is. so much. i keep thinking about Nav telling Sapph he hates talking to them and that they won't speak again. theyre a mismatched pair that almost fit together, but not quite, and the more Sapphire spirals the less Navigator wants to do with her.

The Island / Just Hesitation (HES3 Edit): "what are you waiting for? as we go towards the light" // this is a weird one. Just Hesitation isn't on Spotify, so i had to sub in the song it samples from. which still works! but the intention is for it to be Just Hesitation. i wrote a whole ramble about it as a song and why it has Navigator vibes for me. thanks for coming to my ted talk

Dreamland: "does everybody live in a dreamland? is this dreamland all that we know? [..] i'm tired of feeling like i'll never serve a purpose! future killers, smoke and mirrors, yeah just be yourself! [..] searching the universe for something we can do, and living to fight another day! [..] I GOTTA GET OUT OF THIS WASTELAND, 'CAUSE THIS WASTELAND AIN'T HOME!" // i will readily admit that this is a targeted attack. this also is kinda pulling on my theory about where Navigator came from and what happened to him before TSMP.

On the Run: [instrumental] // this is a bop. also something something why are you running / what are you running from, although i guess right now we don't know if Navigator is running from (or to?) anything.

Nostalgic Vibes: "so many places i could be, sense of adventure got me beat, i've got it, you want me [..] mystery surrounds you, my love, don't just walk away! [..] let me recall for a while, you've got to set me free, yeah" // On the Run, Nostalgic Vibes, and Donderdag are in the segment i like to call "no thoughts just vibes". hope this helps.

Donderdag: [instrumental] // the thing with including instrumentals on these is it's really hard for me to explain why. there's no lyrics to point at and i'm not very articulate when it comes to explaining why instrumentals stand out to me. the vibes are there and it's a nice transition between Nostalgic Vibes and Hydrogenuine.

Hydrogenuine: "care to play a game? this experiment has chemically altered my brain! [..] 11 is the number i seem assigned to, inversions of an opposite truth aligns you, directions like the back of your hand will guide you, i am simply here to assist and remind you! i am simply here to assist and remind you!" // this was on the Viking & Ruby playlist for Navigator purposes and i'm bringing it back. the chorus is what really drives this for me and i cannot let it go. we need more Navigator and Ruby interactions please please please please please

Radar: "trouble on a radar, just gonna fly right under!" // this was a contender for a tViking song (before Navigator was even a thing) but got dropped from the playlist early on. i think it's fun to bring it back for Nav considering him being the warning sign and the thing with tViking going under the radar.

Dreamcatcher: "close my eyes and i'm predictable, i'm invincible, for you [..] i'm afraid i'm not enough. I'M NOT ENOUGH! [..] circles, cycles, why do you torture me? dreamcatcher, i'm falling but not asleep!" // shoutouts to Solar for saying the worlds "circles, cycles" in chat during a Sapphire lore scene and this entire song playing in my head at 2x speed.

WHAT YOU GONNA DO??? - "shiny on the surface, rotten on the inside [..] you got control, got my attention! make me tap and scroll, you got control, you got my attention! you got us listening, so what you gonna do, now what you gonna do with it? [..] so who am i, you decide, inside out you read my mind, what you gonna do with it?" // this is a general TSMP song and one that would've made it onto the Viking & Ruby playlist if i'd thought of it in time. the chorus and ending are peak Navigator vibes, though. "so who am i, you decide" is something i'm calling attention to as a fun meta thing, though, seeing as basically everything about Nav is speculation or in response to something.

ØCULIST: "white noise, i'm tied down from the first time i heard it! so, my sister static, hold on my hardened heart! [..] i can't help but can assist, see through you like an oculist, a universal hologram, these crimes will make you hollow, man!" // i love area 11 but trying to get me to explain how any of their songs relate to the blorbo of the hour is a losing battle.

Redshift: "we accelerate, we separate and fragment! we accelerate, through the estate of outer space! we accelerate! it appears that heaven's been abandoned [..] i climbed down from the wall where i sit and search for a source of light other than our dear sun, the lone star [..] a supergiant erupts into a supernova! the ultimate sacrifice, and we are the descendants!" // Aces asked me a while ago if Redshift is a Navigator song and it was on the "maybe" table for a while. then i went through like 5 different Enter Shikari songs for this playlist and it kept being not-quite-right until i pressed play on Redshift and it all clicked into place. hey, Navigator, how does it feel knowing you're the only one that knows about the missing piece? how does it feel subbing in for space himself? how does it feel being created because someone else is gone?

Don't Try - [Everything Everything Remix]: "the clock is ticking, meanwhile your life, your life is wasting [..] i know you mean a long time, saw your mask in the mirror, and you don't want to be here anymore [..] and yeah there's nothing alright, but you're here and you're glowing, so why you wanna keep it all inside? don't try to hide it!" // this is kinda where my characterization of Navigator starts to settle in, i think. he's tired but obligated to be who he is. plus, y'know, he's having to literally hide his existence, but that's going to fall apart no matter how hard he tries. note: the Spotify lyrics are wrong. there's two versions of this song with completely different lyrics.

Underline the Black: "how can i forget, what reason is left? when i looked at myself, i was somebody else [..] i just look, don't feel like myself at all, i'm just waiting for the axe to fall, and they're still waiting for their lives to start" // another case of "taking some lyrics literally" for the fun of it. tViking being an anomaly and also being the one Navigator is hijacking is a fun combination. there's also whatever Navigator might've been before, and what he's become to fill his role. is there still a way out or is this his life forever? everything's still at the beginning, but he's seen this play out so many times before.

Younger: "lie in wait by the gleaming city gate, try not to lose sight of the mission! [..] moment close at hand, half of you will never understand, and it doesn't really matter [..] it never hurts to give thanks to the navigator, even when he's spitting out random numbers." // another carry-over from the Viking and Ruby playlist, suggested by Charm! Naaaav what is your deaaaaaal

Undercover Agents: "i am currently under construction, thank you for your patience. we veneer, unveil, we present a cold disguise, we're all undercover agents [..] and i said if you want to go far and wide now, we've got to go together! [..] yeah i'm howling, can you hear us now? i was seeking another life and the moon was so bright! [..] it's only in our heads." // using this song in particular is weird for me because it's so heavily ingrained as another character. but that other character has some thematic overlap with Navigator, so it makes sense that the song clicks too.

Mirror: "yeah, do your worst all at once! i know what you want from me, from me, i know what you're thinking! [..] i'm tired of your questioning, you're cut down too easily, i don't know what's good for me, i can't decide [..] you're nearly there, keep going, keep going, keep going, keep going, it will all be okay in the end" // more Navigator and Sapphire struggling with each other. the ending is kind of their justifications to themselves: they need to keep going because there has to be a light at the end of this somewhere. they can both be free somehow. in the meantime, though, they're going to fight and they're going to tear each other down as much as they build each other up. "you and i are not going to talk again." "i missed talking to you."

Let's Get This Over With: "even when you're out of work, you still have a job to do! even when you don't know what it is, your job knows what it is. what it is, is it's coming to get you, i'm talking to myself even when i'm saying "you" [..] after all the spelling mistakes, after all the groping in the dark, can this page of strange gibberish get a final punctuation mark? [..] everybody knows how this goes, so let's get over it and let's get this over with! hurry up, and let's get this over with! you don't have to go home but you can't stay here!" // GESTURES. NAVIGATOR. BOTTOM TEXT.

#leo.txt #twitch smp #vikingpilot #IM AT IT AGAIN BOYS. #this has been sitting in Final Stages for a while lmao. here we go gamers #tsmp #bell noises!

[widowsistersandfriends]

Team Bonding

Request: pleaseeee can I request lee!wanda in AoU where she's really shy with the team and pietro mentions she loves being tickled but she gets super shy and embarrassed by it, and so clint absolutely wrecks her trying to get her out of her shell? thank you! <3 @natashaslovxr

Note: Thank you for this very cute request! I am so sorry it took a while to get to, but I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 1625

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The Avengers had all gathered together in the compound for a team dinner and game night. The large table was filled with various delicious foods, which made all of their mouths water and stomachs grumble. Wanda was still shy with the team, as she and her brother were fairly new to the crowd. She took a seat quietly next to Pietro and also next to Natasha. 

The dinner consisted of various conversations, laughter and stories. Wanda tried her best to keep up and follow along, but she couldn’t find herself offering more than a few laughs at other people’s funny stories. It’s not that she wasn’t interested or anything. She just felt like she had a hard time fitting in with them. A majority of the team were guys, and Natasha had been with them from the start, so she was pretty much family. 

“So what’s everyone’s favorite game? I want to have some good ideas for when we play afterwards,” Steve said, looking around the table.

“Uno! Monopoly! Sorry! Trouble! Life! Scrabble!” Various answers had come out in shouts around the table, as they were all eager to get their opinions out there.

“What about you Wanda? What’s your favorite game?” Clint asked gently. 

“Umm, I’m not really sure,” the young witch said, looking down at her plate and poking at her food.

“I know her favorite game!” Pietro chimed in. The whole table became interested and waited for more details.

“When Wanda and I were little, we loved to play hide and seek with a twist. Basically, whoever is hiding also hides an item and the seeker has to find the person and the item. First they search for the hider. Then the hider tells them what item they’re looking for and they look for it. Whoever has the fastest time wins,” Pietro explained.

“Why was that your favorite game, Wanda?” Natasha asked curiously. 

“Oh! Well, I guess it was just a fun way for me to bond with Pietro,” Wanda said shyly.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Pietro asked mischievously, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Pietro no! Don’t tell them,” Wanda whined, now gaining the curiosity of the entire table. This was the most she had said at dinner, and the slight panic in her voice got everyone’s attention.

“I think they’d love to knowwwww,” her twin brother teased.

Wanda covered her face in embarrassment, hoping that Pietro was just messing with her and wasn’t actually going to expose her secret. 

“I have a strategy that lets me win every single time,” Pietro bragged, which earned him a sharp pinch to the thigh by his sister.

“Yow! That was so unnecessary,” Pietro yelped, as Wanda gave him a look of warning. She even made her eyes glow red to scare him even though she knew she would never hurt him on purpose. 

The avengers all looked amused, seeing the twins interact in a playful setting. Pietro looked like he was gonna give in and keep her secret. However, he then quickly blurted out her secret before running off with his super speed. “Wanda is super ticklish and loves being tickled, so I use it to get her to confess where she hid her item!” With that, there was a blur and a young witch there with the rest of her team. Wanda looked around fearfully at the other avengers, knowing what was coming next. 

The witch quickly pushed her chair back, making a run for it. She knew those smirks on all of her teammates’ faces meant trouble. She didn’t know where Pietro went, but her main goal was to hide. She figured if anyone found her, she could fly away. The only exception was her brother, who was so fast she wouldn’t have enough time to escape. 

Wanda squeezed herself into the shower and closed the curtain. It wasn't the best hiding spot but it was all she had time for, as she was getting trailed by the other avengers. The tub was not super wide, so she was able to use both hands to hold the ends of the curtain to either side. This way, even if they tried to pull it open, they wouldn’t be able to. Or so she thought.

It was silent for a while, and she had hope that they had given up. Unfortunately just as she got her hopes up, the bathroom lights turned on and her shadow could be seen through the curtain. 

“Well well well, what do we have here?” Clint asked, and Wanda could hear the teasy smirk in his voice. The witch stayed quiet for now.

“Not answering hmm? We’ll get you talking soon,” Natasha said, and Wanda could imagine her facial expression as she said that.

“As captain, I order that we capture the witch and tickle her to pieces,” Steve said, joining in on the fun. The avengers tried tugging on the curtain, which held up nicely due to Wanda holding on to the ends. However, she didn’t realize a small loophole in her plan.

Natasha moved closer to the curtain, before reaching out and tickling Wanda’s ribs through the curtain. The sudden touch to the sensitive area made Wanda immediately jerk away and use her arms and hands to protect herself. With that, the curtain was ripped open by Natasha, as she grabbed Wanda despite her attempt to fly away.

“No! Natasha put me down!” The witch cried. Natasha’s response was just a jab to her ribs, causing her to flail in her arms helplessly.

Natasha laid her down on the bed, sitting behind her and bringing her arms above her head. Clint then came over with a teasing smile. 

“Don’t worry little witch, I’m not going to hurt you. We just want to see you smile and laugh since you’re so shy,” Clint said.

Natasha looked down endearingly at Wanda, reassuring her. 

“Don’t worry. This is all part of the initiation. Breaking people out of their shell,” Natasha said, as the witch attempted to pull away.

“I’m not ticklish!” Wanda blurted out, desperate to get out of this. 

“Nice try. I know we can’t read minds like you but we can definitely read body language,” Clint said, as Natasha lightly tickled her armpit to catch her off guard.

“AHAHA no! Stop that!” Wanda demanded, a deep blush taking over her cheeks. It was clear she was trying to hold her laughter in. 

“But I thought you said you weren’t ticklish?” Clint asked, squeezing her sides.

“IHIHIM NOHOHOT OKAHAHAY,” the witch laughed, as the two of them chuckled at her futile attempt at lying. 

“Sure, we believe you,” Natasha and Clint said at the same time. With that, Clint began squeezing her hips while Natasha continued to tickle her armpits.

“NOHOHO PLEHEHEASE IHIHIM SOHOHORRY,” Wanda cried out, letting her laughs let a little more loose.

“What are you sorry for?” Clint asked, tickling her stomach now.

“FOHOHOR LYIHIHING,” Wanda shouted.

“So you admit you lied?” Natasha asked, raising an eyebrow. The witch shook her head from side to side, gasping with giggles as Clint poked and prodded between her ribs.

They gave the witch a small breather, as she laid there helplessly.

“You guys are so mean,” Wanda whined with a pout.

“Nah, we’re not mean. We just make a good team,” Natasha said with a smirk.

“wE jUsT mAkE a gOoD tEaM,” Wanda said mockingly. 

“Oh you are so asking for it,” Clint said, as he moved down to sit on her shins.

“No no no please! Anywhere but thehEHEHERE CLIHIHINT STAHAHAHAHAHAP,” Wanda screamed with laughter. To add on to the torture, Natasha began to shake her hands into her ribs. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIM BEHEHEGGING! MEHEHERCY,” Wanda cried out, helplessly trying to squirm to the best of her capabilities. 

“Aww look at you coming out of your shell,” Clint teased, as the witch couldn’t do anything but laugh.

The two of them eventually let her go, realizing that she had met her limit. 

“Don’t ever team up again,” Wanda said to the two older avengers.

“Oh don’t worry, we plan on tickling you a lot more now that we know how ticklish you are,” Natasha said with a grin.

Wanda groaned, as the two of them helped her sit up and catch her breath.

“How about we make a deal,” Clint offered.

“What deal?” Wanda asked.

“If we find Pietro for you and let you tickle him as revenge, will you forgive us?” Clint asked.

Wanda narrowed her eyes at him, knowing she was bound to just get tickled eventually. She saw this as her opportunity to catch one of them off guard. She quickly flipped onto Clint, pinning him to the bed where she just was.

“I think I’d rather tickle you first. After all, you were the one who tickled me,” Wanda said, asking for Natasha to help her.

“What! I’m not the only one! Natasha tickled you too!” Clint protested.

“Not as much as you though. Besides, I’ll get my revenge on Natasha too, don’t worry,” Wanda said confidently.

“Oh really?” Natasha said, giving her sides a good squeezing, causing the witch to immediately take back her words all while squealing and giggling.

“Come on, I’ll help you tickle Clint. It’ll be some good bonding. After all, we need to have lots of team building and teamwork skills so we can work together as avengers,” Natasha said, as Clint began laughing and protesting as the two girls tickled him to pieces. His weak spots were his armpits and knees, much to the girls’ delight. The archer couldn’t help but snort and laugh through the tickle torture. 

Wanda was still somewhat shy at times, but after her tickle torture experience, she became a lot more open and vulnerable around her new family. As for Pietro, Wanda also was able to sharpen her tickling skills, which left the speedy guy in for a day of torture.

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DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS SONG Bloody Night Animate Tokuten Drama CD ”The Contest is the Smell of Money!? ~The Vampires’ Desire~”

Original title: コンクールはお金の香り!?～ヴァンパイアたちの欲望

Source: Diabolik Lovers VERSUS SONG Animate Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Toriumi Kousuke, Katsuyuki Konishi, Midorikawa Hikaru, Takahiro Sakurai, Kimura Ryouhei & Morikawa Toshiyuki

Translator’s note: Once again, the Vampires prove that they are more human than anyone else because their number one motivator in life is...sweet, sweet money. xD They’re all so thirsty for cash 99% of the time, it’s honestly hilarious. I wonder what else you could push them to do, just because there’s a large amount of prize money on the line. The climax of this CD kind of caught me off guard because I expected they would just royally fuck up on the day of the concert but no...They never even got to enter lol. Great move by the MC. They don’t really hint at what her explanation for not submitting the application on time was, but I want to believe that she did it on purpose to get revenge for all the times they treated her like trash. You go girl.

*Rustle*

Ayato: Haah…God…The fuck is this? And here I thought I’d head straight home to pick on Chichinashi…Oi, you. Have you heard anythin’ ‘bout what’s goin’ on?

*Flip*

Ruki: Hm…

Ayato: Oi, bastard! You’re just gonna ignore me, huh!?

Ruki: Was my lack of a response not clear enough of an answer?

Ayato: Aah…!? 

Ruki: Haah…

Ruki closes his book.

Ruki: I haven’t heard anything. Now relax. I am sure we will find out sooner or later.

Ayato: But you know…Whoever decided to gather this group of people here must be fuckin’ bonkers. I feel like we’re bein’ set up for some weird shit.

*Rustle* 

Kou: Well…I guess I can’t blame you for feeling that way…

Carla: Heh…

Ayato: Anyway, how come you’re here as well, Carla? I can’t imagine you’d actually show up under normal circumstances. 

Carla: Is my appearance truly that puzzling? 

Ruki: Well, I do believe you must have a solid reason for doing so. 

Kou: I mean, Mr. ‘Almighty Founder’ doesn’t even show up for class usually, does he~? 

Carla: I had nothing better to do, that is all. 

Ayato: Smells fishy.

Kou: Right? I can only imagine you have some kind of ulterior motive.

Carla: You fiends…Who do you think you are talking to…? 

Ayato: Hah!? You wanna throw down!? Fine, I accept your challenge!

Reiji: Come on now, everyone. Please stop getting up in each other’s faces like that.

Ruki: Hm? This voice is…? 

Reiji enters the room.

*Rattle* 

Ayato: Reiji…? Don’t tell me you’re the one who…?

Reiji: I had no other choice. Otherwise you lot would have never shown up. 

Carla: Oi, you. You are the one who summoned me here. So it must be safe to assume that you had a good reason for doing so? 

Reiji: You are rather impatient, are you not? I shall explain shortly, so please wait a few more minutes.　ーー For starters, I would like all of you to take a look at this. 

Reiji starts distributing flyers. 

*Flip* 

Carla: …Hm? …This isーー!? 

Ruki: Could it be…?

Ayato: Haah!? A music competition!? 

Reiji: Exactly. We will participate in it. 

Kou: Eh? You’re joking, right?

Reiji: No, I am dead serious. 

Ayato: …!? Are you out of your mind!? You want to sign up with the people gathered here? 

Reiji: Yes. I have carefully selected a group of people who would aim for victory.

Ruki: I see…You are after the prize money, correct?

Kou: Hm? What do you mean? 

Carla: Take a good look at the flyer. Especially at the part about the prize.

*Flip* 

Ayato: …!? For real…!? The winner gets…ten thousand dollars!? (1)

Kou: No way!?

Ruki: It must be a print mistake of some sorts, right?

Shuu: Sounds too suspicious. 

Reiji: Oh my, Shuu. Seems like someone has finally woken up.

Shuu: You really think I could sleep with you guys making such a fuss? 

Reiji: I believe it is more likely that it was the prize money which caught your attention…But oh well. Ahem. I have already contacted the organizers about it. It would appear that our school would like to shift their focus on attracting promising artists, so to catch the attention of potential stars from all across the country, they have chosen to attach a bountiful prize to the contest.

Kou: I see. I expected no less from Reiji-kun! Nothing gets past you.

Reiji: Of course not. …So, what will you do? 

Ayato: What do you mean? Are you askin’ us whether we’ll participate or not? 

Reiji: Yes…According to my data, the people I have gathered here have the highest chance at success. 

Shuu: And how exactly? We’re the only ones who have any sort of musical talent, right?

Kou: Excuse me!? I have published my own CDs, you know!? 

Shuu: Those are not even worth mentioning. 

Kou: Haah!? 

Shuu: I mean, think about it. We’re joining a musical competition, not some kind of concert. Unless you’ve actually taken proper vocal music classes? 

Reiji: Shuu…It would appear to me that you don’t understand the true meaning of a contest. 

Shuu: What do you mean?

Reiji: In a contest, the winner is decided by the judges’ votes. In other words…By people. 

Ruki: I see. So appearance is an important factor as well. 

Reiji: Exactly. I am glad you are quick to understand. 

Kou: In other words…Since I’m a good-looking idol, it’s possible that I could appeal to the judges? 

Ruki: Exactly. Humans are so easily won over by appearance. It is possible they will let you get away with making some mistakes because your looks make up for it. 

Kou: Ruki-kun, how mean…That doesn’t make me happy at all. 

Shuu: Then what about the other two guys? Ayato most likely has zero experience with music whatsoever, and I can’t imagine old man Carla (2) over there playing music either. 

Carla: You fiends…You really do not hold back at all, do you? Calling me elderly, a fossil or even an old woman!

Kou: Wait, nobody ever called you an old woman, did they? 

Ayato: I actually took violin lessons many, many years ago!

Reiji: Exactly. I remember. 

Shuu: Are you talking about when aunt Cordelia forced him to start taking classes in hopes of competing against us? 

Ruki: Heeh…The eldest triplet plays the violin, huh? That’s new information to me.

Shuu: If I recall correctly…He gave up after just one week and smashed his instrument. 

Ayato: Just so you know, that wasn’t my fault!

Shuu: Hm? 

Ayato: That hysteric old hag destroyed it during one of her crazy moments. I mean, I was glad that I didn’t have to bother with those lessons anymore. 

Shuu: …I guess destroying violins was her thing, huh? 

Reiji: …W-Well…Anyway! He isn’t a complete amateur when it comes to music, so his chances are somewhat higher than any of the other guys. …And you, Carla, you are none other than a Founder, aren’t you?

Carla: …!

Reiji: The cream of the crop of all Demons…A First Blood. Therefore I believe it is only safe to assume that you would have no issues mastering music, a human invention? 

Carla: W-Well…

Ruki: I guess it might be tricky after all? 

Carla: A-As if…! I am a First Blood! A Founder! There is nothing I cannot do!

*Clap clap clap* 

Reiji: A true Founder!

Shuu: …I wonder. 

Reiji: That being said, what will you all do? Will you participate? 

Ruki: I would like to ask one question. I assume that we will be splitting the prize money even amongst all participants? 

Reiji: Hm? Of course. 

Ruki: In that case, I’m in. Kou as well. 

Kou: Eh!? Excuse me!? Why!? 

Ruki: Don’t play dumb now. Whose fault do you think it is that we have to be so careful with our spendings? 

Kou: …!? W-Well…

Ruki: It is your fault for being such an impulsive buyer. Isn’t that right?

Kou: Nnー...

Ayato: …I don’t want to! Joining a contest sounds like a big pain in the ass. 

Reiji: Hooh? Is that so? What a shame…If you were to win, then the ‘takoyaki pool’ you have dreamt of for years might just be able to become reality. 

Ayato: …!? 

Shuu: I’m skipping out as well. It’s obviously too much trouble. 

Reiji: Oh dear, is that so? I mean, I personally don’t mind since the less people participate, the less people we have to split the money between. …You might just be able to buy the antique gramophone you’ve been wanting so badly though. 

Shuu: …!? 

Reiji: Ah, right, right! The jamon iberico you love so much, Carla, you should be able to purchase a few logs of it with the prize money. 

Carla: …!! You shall not bribe me with such a thing!!

Reiji: Ahaha. Of course not. You are a lofty Founder after all. You must not let yourself be won over by money, correct? 

Carla: Exactly!

Reiji: However…It truly is a shame, isn’t it? It would be such a perfect opportunity to get an entire log of the finest quality jamon iberico. That vaguely nutty flavor spreading inside your mouth…growing stronger and stronger as you chew. Seasoned to perfection.

Carla: …Ah…

Reiji: I suppose you three do not want any of those things. It is a shame, truly. 

Ayato, Shuu & Carla: …

Ayato: G-Guess I have no other choice…If you insist…I suppose I do have some free time on my hands anyway. 

Shuu: I had been thinking it was about time I picked up the violin again…I guess this is the perfect opportunity. 

Reiji: Oh my, is that so? I am glad. 

*Rustle* 

Reiji: Then, what about you, Carla? 

Carla: Hm…I shall help you out. It is one of my many duties as a Founder to show compassion towards the lower masses after all. 

Reiji: I see. I am terribly grateful for that. 

Ruki: Seems like we’ve come to a conclusion. In that case, we should apply at once. I shall head to the agency at oーー

Reiji: Ah! About that, I suggest we leave that up to her. She does not seem to have anything better to do after all. 

Ruki: Hm. I understand. Let us start practicing at once then. Time is money. If we want to aim for victory, then we have no other choice but to practice as much as we can. 

Kou: But what exactly will we do with our group? We can’t pull off an orchestra, can we? 

Reiji: Please do not worry about that. I have come with a plan. We will participate in two groups of three members each. 

Ruki: I see. To get as much out of it as we can, correct?

Carla: What do you mean? 

*Flip* 

Ruki: According to this flyer, a prize will be awarded to both first and second place. If we participate in two groups and get both prizes…

Reiji: The combined prize money would be fifteen million yen. Split amongst us six, it means each of us would get a total of two million fifty thousand yen. 

Ayato: Woah…! Amazing! 

Reiji: Right? As for the groups…I suggest Kou, Carla and myself as one group and Shuu, Ayato and Ruki as the other, effectively splitting up Shuu and myself as we have the most experience with music. 

Ruki: I believe those are well-balanced groups. 

Reiji: Why of course. I put them together based on precise, evidence-based data after all. 

*Rattle* 

Kou: Ah! M-neko-chan~!

Ayato: Chichinashi!

Reiji: Oh dear, what’s the matter? Is there something you need?

You explain. 

Reiji: I see. You came to check up on us? Well, I suppose you would find it intriguing why the teacher would lend us the music classroom and its instruments. 

Ayato: Perfect timing! Chichinashi, you should join our team!

*Rustle*

Kou: Eh? Hold up! M-neko-chan is coming this way…She’s joining our group!

Ayato: Haah!? Excuse me!? 

*Clap clap clap* 

Reiji: Stop right there, no fighting! While we may have split up in two groups, we are still on the same team. 

Ruki: Exactly. Now is not the time to have a fall-out. …Oi, Livestock. You shall listen to our performance as we practice and act as our advisor. 

Shuu: Well, I guess we need someone who can give us some objective input. Let’s not question whether or not she’s the right person to do so though…

Reiji: Ahem. Well then, I suppose we should discuss within our teams who will play which instrument first.

*TIMESKIP*

*Rustle* 

Reiji: Well then…As for our team, I believe it makes most sense to start by asking which instrument each of you feels most comfortable with and then we can decide on our line-up based on that. 

Kou: Hm…Why not? Seems like the most logical solution. 

Carla: I am a Founder. You can assign me any instrument you like. 

Reiji: What…do you mean by that? 

Carla: That I can play each one with ease. 

Kou: Really!? 

Carla: Why would I lie about such a thing? 

Reiji: I see. I suppose you were not simply bluffing earlier. In which case, I shall randomly assign you an instrument…Kou, what about you? 

Kou: Um…I could probably handle the end-blow flute, the triangle, the tambourine… 

Reiji: Any string or wind instruments? 

Kou: Hm… For percussion instruments, maybe the djembe, ngoma? (3)

Carla: What are those?

Kou: They’re African instruments! The locals taught me how to play them when I visited the area during one of my on location photo shoots. 

Reiji: Those are some awfully niche choices…As an idol, are you not capable of playing any instruments with a little more flair? Like the piano or the flute? 

Kou: Hmー I can play some simple tunes with one hand on the piano…

Reiji: That simply won’t do…

Carla: I mean, we do not actually need to play for real, do we? 

Kou: Huh? What do you mean?

Carla: All you need to do is pretend to be playing. Say we go for a violin trio, then only Reiji and myself need to be able to actually play the instrument. 

Reiji: I see. I suppose we have that option as well. 

Carla: Exactly. One cannot get delicious cured ham by only playing fair. 

Reiji: Exactly. …Nor will I be able to get my hands on that high-tech built-in kitchen…

Kou: Huh? Did you say something just now? 

Reiji: No, not at all. 

You try to convince them to keep things fair. 

Carla: Excuse me? Did you say something just now? 

Reiji: Hmー Well…I suppose it is true that we risk losing our prize money if they find out that we cheated. 

Kou: I’ll do the vocals instead then! Although I haven’t actually ever taken proper singing classes like Shuu-kun mentioned either. 

Reiji: That sounds good. Let us go with that. You should not have any complaints then either, correct? 

You nod. 

Reiji: Well then. From the various scores I have brought with me…

*Flip flip*

Reiji: This one should work. Let us practice this for about an hour and then we can try to put everything together. 

Carla: I can go right here, right now. 

Reiji: Oh, come on. At least check the score first. 

Carla: Hmph. 

You start walking away. 

Carla: Oi, you. Where are you going? 

You explain. 

Carla: Ah…You want to go check up on the other group? …Well, I am somewhat curious as well. Now that I have decided I will participate, I definitely do not want to lose to them. 

Kou: Eeh~? We don’t really need to compete amongst each other, right? As long as one of our groups wins, we’ll split the prize money anyway. 

Carla: That is not my style.   

Reiji: Hm…I guess you have a point. I believe it only makes sense to want to aim for first place with our group. 

Kou: Hm…Well, I guess being ‘first’ sounds kind of nice. 

Carla: Oi, woman. You heard us. I shall allow you to investigate the other group. Once you are done, I expect you to report back to me at once. Understood? 

Kou: M-neko-chan, we’re counting on you~! Off you go~!

You head towards the other group.

*Rustle* 

Shuu: Well then…About our group…The two of you don’t need to do anything. Or rather, please don’t. 

Ayato: Aah!? The fuck!? What do you mean!? 

Shuu: I don’t want you two to hold me back. 

Ayato: That tone of yours is really pissin’ me off. You usually don’t give a shit ‘bout anythin’, so what makes today different? 

Shuu: My gramophone is on the line here…Besides, music is kind of dear to me. Oh well, my reasoning doesn't matter. Anyway, it’d obviously be better for me to perform a solo act than to try and force some weird instrumental trio. 

Ayato: Look who’s talking when you haven’t even heard me perform yet!

Shuu: I’m saying this because I unfortunate have heard you play.

Ayato: Ah!? For real!? 

Shuu: Back in the past, I thought some idiot was playing around by opening and closing some rusty, old door of our castle, when it turned out the sound was coming from you playing the violin. 

Ayato: …!!

Shuu: Besides, you haven’t touched the violin in years, have you? 

Ayato: W-Well…

Shuu: I’m spot on, aren’t I? …As for you, Ruki, I’m pretty sure you grew up in an environment where music was the least of your worries? 

Ruki: It appears you have quite the faulty image of me. I was actually rather good at playing the violin. 

Shuu: Heeh…That’s surprising. In that case…Why don’t you show me what you’ve got? 

*Rustle*

Shuu grabs one of the violins and plays a bit. 

Shuu: …You can choose any song you want, try and play a bit. 

Ruki: Very well. 

Ruki plays the violin as well. 

Ruki: …As easy as pie. 

Ayato: …Kuh!

Shuu: …Heeh. You’re not half bad. 

Ruki: What do you think? I bet you wouldn’t mind letting me join the performance now? 

Shuu: I mean, I have to admit that you are miles above Ayato in terms of skill. 

Ayato: Ugh…Fuck off! Do you really have to put it like that!? I can easily pull that off as well!

Ayato grabs the violin. 

Ayato: Gimme that!

*Rustle* 

Ayato: Now listen closely, ‘kay? ーー Kuh!

Ayato plays the violin badly.

Ruki: Ugh…What a disaster…

Shuu: Kuh…Cut it out! You’re making my ears bleed!

Ayato: …Huh? That’s weird…? Fuck! One more try!

*Rustle* 

He plays just as badly. 

Shuu: …Enough!

Shuu steals the violin from him as you walk up to them. 

Ruki: …Hm? Oh, it’s you, Livestock. Why do you look terrified? 

You explain. 

Shuu: Hm? Screams? Ahー That was Ayato playing the violin. You’re not wrong to compare it to someone screeching. 

Ayato: Chichinashi, you bitch…!

Ruki: Well, I guess you realize why you have to give up now? 

Shuu: Just pretend you are playing instead. 

You protest.

Shuu: …I know you’re against cheating but you heard his performance earlier, didn’t you?

You offer for Ayato to sing instead.

Ruki: Kou will be singing for the other group? Which means…

Shuu: Vocals, huh? 

Ayato: …I just gotta sing, right!? 

Shuu: Guess we have no other choice. Let’s go with that. 

Ayato: I’ll blow your socks off with my beautiful voice!

Shuu: Anyway, you got a feel of what the other group’s doing, right? How are things coming together? 

You explain. 

Ruki: I see. The other group as well. I cannot wait to show them what we’ve got.

Ayato: I mean, as long as we do a half-decent job, we shouldn’t lose to them, right?

Shuu: Anyway, we should probably get some practice in as well and then come back together after an hour. 

Ruki: Agreed. 

*TIMESKIP*

Reiji: Well then, we should probably show each other what we’ve got so far. 

Ruki: We just gathered together again. I believe your group did as well? 

Reiji: Yes, exactly. …You seem very well informed. 

Carla: You must have a lot of time on hand to eavesdrop on our group from the shadows. 

Shuu: She’s the one who informed you guys as well, right? We’re in the same boat then. 

Carla & Reiji: …!!

Kou: Why are you guys being so competitive towards each other when we’re all working towards the same goal…? I mean, whatever. Anyway, let’s just get to it. This isn’t the real deal yet. We’re only practicing. 

Ruki: Even so, we still have to try our best. 

Reiji: Exactly. Well then, how will we go about this? I believe this is the prime opportunity to decide which one of our groups is superior in terms of skill. 

Carla: Fufufu…I shall show you something truly breathtaking!

Kou: Uwah~ It’s no use. His switch got flipped. 

Carla: Oi, woman! You shall judge who is the superior group, understood? 

Ayato: Hey, bastard! Don’t be threatenin’ Chichinashi now! She’s gonna get scared and favor you guys as a result!

Carla: I am not intimidating her in the slightest. Once you hear our performance, it will be clear that we will come out victorious. …Oi, Four-Eyes. Let us begin. 

Reiji: …’Four-Eyes’, could you be referring to me, by any chance? 

Carla: You are the only one here wearing glasses, are you not? 

*Rustle* 

Reiji: …I am rather displeased by that remark. 

Kou: Let’s get this party started~! …Ah, by the way, you’ll have to wait to hear me sing until the actual performance day~

*Rustle* 

Reiji and Carla start playing the violin.

Shuu: They’re not bad…

Ruki: No, wait…Take a look at Carla. 

Carla: Haah…

Ayato: Haah? 

Kou: Eh!? The bow’s moving by itself…!? Could it be…?

Ruki: It’s magic! He’s using his magic to play the violin…!

Shuu: Haah…

Carla: Phew…There you go, I did not even break a sweat. 

Reiji: Hahaha…First place is as good as ours. …Right? Hey, you!

*Bzz bzzt*

Reiji: …!? E-Excuse me!? 

Carla: Do you have a problem with our performance!? 

Kou: I mean, you can hardly blame her. Any normal person would be in shock after seeing that performance from earlier. 

Reiji: …! Carla! This would not be an issue if you would simply use your hands as you play!

Carla: T-That’s…

Reiji: Hm? Don’t tell me…You cannot? 

Carla: …!!

Shuu: Fufu…Hilarious. 

Ayato: This competition is ours!

You point out that they have yet to play. 

Ayato: …Ah? I mean, sure, we haven’t performed yet, but it’s so obvious. 

Ruki: I mean, why not give them a listen? 

Shuu: Haah…It’s a drag but I guess we have no other choice. I’m sure they’ll admit defeat after hearing us play. 

*Rustle* 

Shuu: Anyway, for now, we’ll let you hear the violin part. Let’s go. 

Shuu and Ruki start playing.

Carla & Reiji: …!!

Ayato: Hehe! How’s that? Pissin’ your pants? 

Kou: Both of them are actually using their hands to play! I had no idea Ruki-kun was gifted at the violin!

Reiji: …!! …This is rather infuriating. 

False notes start mixing in. 

Reiji: Hm? …T-This is…!!

Carla: What is going on…!? 

Kou: Aah! Ow! What a horrible noise…Stop! Time out!!

Shuu: …!! Oi, Ruki! What was that just now!? 

Ruki: What do you mean? I played the violin. 

Kou: We know that! You started off great but then it all went downhill halfway through!? 

Ruki: Ah, about that. Oh well, do not let that bother you. 

Reiji: How are we supposed to do that!? 

Ruki: It’s the first few notes which truly matter. In short, as long as I can make a good first impression, the tone has already been set for an amazing piece. 

Shuu: Haah…In other words, you can only play well for a couple of seconds? 

Carla: Hahaha! I guess that means we have won. 

Ayato: Oi, Chichinashi! What’s the verdict of this competition?

You frown. 

Kou: I’m pretty sure both groups had issues of our own? …But I doubt these guys will let this pass without there being a clear winner. 

The other guys act competitive towards each other. 

Kou: Hm? What was that? We should wait for a winner to be declared until the day of the actual competition? Makes sense. It’s not like there’s any point in fighting over it right now.

Shuu: Oi, Ruki. I expect you to master the rest of the score by then. 

Reiji: Carla! You should learn to play with your hands as well! Come on, start practicing at once!

Ayato: …Seems like those two got stuck in between Shuu and Reiji’s personal conflict. 

Kou: Oh well, whatever. All that matters is that we get our hands on those ten million yen by winning both first and second prize! We better give it our best shot. 

*TIMESKIP*

Ruki: ( ーー And so, we continued to practice playing the violin from dusk till dawn for days on end. ) 

Carla: ( It was more challenging and daunting than any task I had faced in the past. )

Reiji: ( All I want is to surpass Shuu’s team! )

Shuu: ( I became more serious about honing my violin skills than ever before, all for the sake of that gramophone. )

Ayato: ( Even I - who wasn’t too thrilled about the whole idea at first - got very serious about the competition. )

Kou: ( Everyone held tightly onto their violin’’s bow, as the moment of truth arrivedーー )

*Rustle* 

Ruki: …Ridiculous! Can someone please explain this to me!? 

Kou: R-Ruki-kun, calm down…

Ruki: How am I supposed to keep calm in a situation like this!? 

Shuu: Unbelievable…

Reiji: You! I am fairly sure I told you to submit our application in time so how has this happened?

You explain. 

Reiji: Haah…I was a fool for entrusting you with this task. ーー Well, all of us know how to properly play now, so let us put those skills to good use at the next given opportunity, I suppose. …Right, Carla? 

Carla: …W-Wha…? 

Ayato: Oi, do you also smell trouble? 

Kou: Yeah, you’re right…

Ayato: Let’s dip before it’s too late!

Kou: Good idea…

Ayato and Kou sneak away. 

Carla: Haha…Hahaha…

Reiji: Good grief…Laughter is the only thing coming out of him.

Carla: Ahahaha…!

Shuu & Ruki: …!? 

Carla: You bastards…!!

*WOOSH*

Reiji: …Carla!? R-Relax! Everyone makes mistakes! Let us remain calm and talk it out!

*BOOM*

Carla: My Iberico serranoーーーー!!

ーー THE END ーー

Translation notes 

(1) 一千万 or ‘issenman’ is 10.000.000 or ten million yen, when converted to dollar, it would be around ten thousand dollars. 

(2) Shuu calls him 化石男 or ‘kaseki otoko’ which literally means ‘fossil guy’. 

(3) There’s one third instrument he mentions but I could not find what it is for the life of me. To me it sounds like he’s saying ‘zunzun’ or ‘zunzu’ but I couldn’t find any African instruments with that name.

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #shuu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #ruki mukami #kou mukami #carla tsukinami

[clarajohnson]

the magicians s1e4

filed under episodes you couldn't make today and that you shouldn't have made then. not that i don't love it because I DO but whew

watercolors!

(hamster who was turned into a human boy voice) no, my life is my life, this is--

i do think we need to grapple with how dumb tutting looks out of context

that napkin full of technicolor pills would've done numbers on 2014 tumblr at least

the physical kids is as suggestive a name for that group as they deserve

the moths are real bad !!!!!

ALICE'S BROW RAISE. i'm gonna find a screenshot of it i can't let it go

that's an episode of lost in space-- star trek-- what?-- that's an episode of star trek-- fine, that's an episode of star trek

there is so much eyebrow acting in this episode actually

in my first watch i was so pro-julia the whole time because quentin hadn't become an all-time little meow meow for me yet god this was always a terrible thing for her. the fake engagement is a particularly cruel dig like... how can i torture q the most? tell him nothing that's brought him joy and purpose in the last few years was real, tell him he's being left behind, tell him people are moving forward without him, everyone else knows how to be normal but him

ohhhhhhh julia did you want to see the fireworks? did you? rookie gaslighting mistake miss wicker

laughing at you? what kind of a friend would do that? AND THEN THE SMIRK ohhhhh she and marina could have been so good together

one thing that's real? you're always a raging dick

someone in the discord said penny is leaning into it so hard and i have to agree like... they should not have done this but at least arjun gets to have fun

[whispers] hashtag agree

in 2015 singing shake it off was one of the strangest things a man on television could do but eight years later it just seems like me watching myself in my apartment any given friday night

i understand the logistics that inhibit the pairing but alice and eliot had so much potential like at LEAST platonically

okay all of the stuff above was awful of julia but actually the most awful thing was making q think he'd harm his father (and that that harm was linked to magic use! which will come back around when magic shuts off!)

penny helping by shouting at quentin as loud and aggressively as he can :-) you racist motherfucker !!!!!!

julia and marina having a sexy raspy voice-off

high-end designer cooperative magic... said while wearing her little leather bondage outfit... hitting on kady... affectionately, you melodramatic cunt

our little q :-) he knows where he would take him on a first fucking date

do we know what marina's discipline was/would've been? ik it's not like (barf) hogwarts houses or whatever but i'm curious where brakebills placed her

jesus christ i didn't remember he was gonna get a fucking lobotomy

there's a lot of eye horror in this show which is just the worst

ughhhh bad episode for julia

god eliot is so obvious right from the start it is insane... patting q's head giving him things... fuckin loverboy

poor you and your taste of honey worse than none at all :-( marina they could NEVER make me hate you

#unauthorized magicians rewatch #the magicians #text

[bozepomagaj]

i was 15 when i watched made in abyss as well, finished the 1st season and promptly never touched it again because of what i learned about the author. From what ive seen from koreans they say that the version shown on korean tv is censored (which sounds plausible) which could mean that the weird parts that we skip may be cut out entirely(?dont quote me on that idk) soobin is on thin ice cause the 2nd season is worse and taeyong is in deep shit because i dont think there is any reason why someone should own the manga😟

I'mma preface this by saying I completely get everyone who couldn't stomach this series. It contains a lot of disturbing topics and at the end of the day, it's a horror series, of course not everyone is gonna be able to handle that, and again that's fine. But I can also say that this arc was surprisingly handled with a lot of care, wasn't fetishized nor glorified just... disturbing. Think of Outlast 2 or the ending of Amnesia:Rebirth.

TLDR:

Second season is way more disturbing but not as sexual in nature and Soobin most likely was talking about the fight scenes when saying how cool it was. And if he wasn't then who knows what he was yapping about, don't know him personally so I can't put words into his mouth unless he says something. As for Taeyong, can't defend him at ALL but calling him a p3d0 would still be a bit too much for me.

AND I wanna add after further investigation, Mingi said he didn't even watch it and instead dropped it because it was too much for him, so there's that.

For a more in depth explanation, here you go:

I'm gonna have to explain the lore in order for you all to understand this FULLY, so heres a summary:

The arc introduces us to Vueko, a victim of trafficking who was thrown into the Abyss with the rest of the now villagers because she wasn't deemed as someone useful. So obviously, when she meets Irumyuui, who has been exiled from her village for not being able to give birth at the age of 8, she immediately takes her in. As a victim, she understands her, and the author explains how, through helping Irumyuui, Vueko is able to heal her own trauma and heal Irumyuui as well. It's extremely well written, and as a fellow victim, there was something so sweet about seeing someone heal with the help of another. Especially when that someone acted like a mother figure. But of course, this is the Abyss. The point of the Abyss is that despite you thinking there's some light at the end of the tunnel, there isn't. Wazukyan takes that away, and Irumyuuis wish backfires (think of it like the wishes in Madoka, you get what you want but at a cost), and she gets turned into a horrible monster. But despite everything, she's happy because to her, she's fulfilled her purpose.

This is the part that I could discuss for hours because to me, it was commentary on how young girls even nowadayas are convinced by others that 'they have to find a man one day' and how having no kids is looked down upon. Especially in 3rd world countries. I could write an entire essay, but we're not here to do that.

I can tell you immediately that none of this was fetishized nor glorified in an yway, it's just supposed to make you feel absolutely empty because again, author is really trying to push that "oh you think you got the good end of the stick? Think again!" The manga if FILLED with situations like this, from Rico's origins to Nanachis arc, the subplot of this entire manga is 'how far are you willing to go to survive?'. Think of it like Fire Punch. Disturbing? Yeah, I mean, even I had to drop it once they began talking about trafficking women. Once again, I am comparing it to Madoka Magica but far more gruesome. Nothing explicit was shown, Irumyuui's private parts were never exposed, and her giving birth was also never shown. Her transformation WAS shown, but it's your basic body horror, like in most Junji Ito works.

SO, obviously if you're not a fan of the horror/seinen genre this is deeply disturbing and fucked but after seeing games like Outlast 2 and Amnesia: Rebirth, I wasn't as disturbed PERSONALLY. Again, recommending this publicly might've not been the smartest idea because you really do have to be into the horror genre to be able to handle topics like that. Even I just had to sit in silence for a couple hours after reading that backstory cuz damn, it hits you right in the feels. And most of the manga past that part just has badass fight scenes and when people praise it, they usually talk about that. From what I saw it was well animated and lots of clips were shared on tiktok, twitter etc. So there's a big chance he was talking about that.

(Examples of why people were hyping it up, even non-fans who had no idea about the series were going crazy because of this fight scene)

Now as for Taeyong... see now the reason I didn't mention him in the original post is because of that specific thing. I love the series and have come across physical copies of the manga but I know damn well I'm not buying cuz I don't wanna be seen supporting the author, purely out of spite. And saying 'oh well maybe he didn't know what the author is like'. Unlike some sites, physical copies DO include the extra chapters which contain stuff like this:

Totally unnecessary, not relevant to the plot and while some say it was added as a "haha funny joke" c'mon now. Let's use our brains. Now, would I call him a p3d0? Absolutely not. Would he be weird for this? To me, yeah. For anyone reading this, it's up for you to decide. I'm only here to answer questions about the series because I see people saying random stuff and making it seem FAR more worse just cuz they saw a couple tags.

#soobin #mingi #woozi #taeyong #made in abyss #ateez #seventeen #txt #tomorrow x together #y'know I'mma act like this is a positive thing cuz I get to infodump about a series #AGAIN not defending the author or anything like that #just tired of people overexaggerating the anime and acting like people are actual criminals for watching an anime that is btw on netflix

[ravenclawhalfblood]

I know they have 5 seasons planned for yellowjackets but I need it to end with all of the survivors going back into the wilderness one last time. I hope my rambling is somewhat coherent cause I have lots of thoughts but basically, the idea is that despite what happened to them having happened decades ago, it’s never really left them no matter how much they try to pretend it has. The truth is, the plane crash didn’t have any survivors. Sure, some made them out in the literal sense but not really. They all inevitably met their end in those woods. They lost themselves and their grasp on reality as they grappled to hold on to any semblance of normalcy and humanity. They did what they had to do in order to survive, but in doing so, they also killed themselves.

During Nat’s death dream, she appears in a plane and sees her younger self telling her they’ve been there for years. Because the truth is that they all died the second that plane crashed. For decades, they’ve tried to suppress memories of what happened and pretend to move on but as everything starts going downhill once more and they’re pushed together, all these old ideas that they used to cling to in hope of finding some motive and purpose are coming back again, the normal world and the world they built out there clashing together. They don’t belong in the normal world anymore, no matter how much they might pretend to.

Eventually, I think it’s gonna end with them coming to this same realization. The society they built, the one where love and violence are intrinsically intertwined and sacrifice and cannibalism is the greatest demonstration of an all-consuming love and gratefulness doesn’t belong in the real world. It’s in them but no one else could ever understand. They don’t understand that they all stopped belonging in their world the second Jackie died, taking away the last semblance of normalcy with her. When Nat chose the queen card and Javi drowned and they all made the choice to watch, had to adapt fully into this new harsh world in order to survive.

I think the ending would be the survivors finally accepting they don’t belong here. They’re just hurting more and more people. Tai with Simone and Sami, Shauna with Jeff and Callie. Van as the first and most firm believer of Lottie and the wilderness, Lottie as the voice of whatever was out there with them. And Misty, let’s face it, she would happily go back out there. Unlike them, she was probably always gonna end up like she did despite what happened. She never quite adapted to the real world and it’s rules and norms from the start.

Something out there changed them forever in ways impossible to explain. They just know they have to go back. So imagine one of the final scenes with them all waking back into the wilderness of their own free-will, desperate to understand this feeling within them, this darkness that’s been a constant since the wilderness. And there, they find the cabin once again looking much like it did when they first found it in season 1, with everyone they’ve lost standing there, waiting for them. Jackie, Laura Lee, Akilah, Mari, Javi, Gen, everyone. Even Nat and Travis but they’re young once more. And as they walk towards them, the older actresses are replaced by their younger versions as they embrace their old friends once more. They’re back to where they were always supposed to be. They’re home.

I don’t know, I just feel like it’s hard to imagine a happy ending for all of them and this one would be kinda bittersweet with everyone reuniting. It would also go along with the idea that there was something dark out there that wanted them, while at the same time not completely going into full detail on the supernatural aspect of the show which I think would be pretty cool. Maintaining this idea of elusiveness, never fully explaining everything. Also not fully knowing whether the survivors simply stayed there the rest of their lives or died or what. That doesn’t matter anymore. We just see them young and together once more. Everything else in their adult lives was like a dream. Until they woke up and finally understood they could never really leave those woods behind. That darkness out there. It was in them. It was them.

#yellowjackets #yellowjackets finale #shauna shipman #jackie taylor #lottie matthews #natalie scatorccio #misty quigley #van palmer #taissa turner

[stilldancewithyou]

I don’t understand why people don’t like the way The Summer I Turned Pretty books ended...the 3rd book was literally the best one (it DOES EXIST). I love how it shows all of the characters growth from the first one and you can feel how they’ve grown up, and I loved that you got everyone’s POV. Which leads me to my next point- no disrespect but Jeremiah was never out of character. No one was out of character. The first book was only Belly’s POV, meaning we saw everyone the way BELLY sees them, from her perspective only and only through conversations she was present for- we only saw who the boys are in front of Belly (who has a very biased and idealized view of both of them). They both had lots of anger and emotions and sadness because of Susannah, but Conrad showed it and let it rip on everyone and Jeremiah hid it and just kept acting his usual happy self. But back to the third book. Joining the frat and being friends with everyone was totally on brand for Jeremiah. As for the cheating thing, Jere always felt like he had to fight to get their dad’s attention from Conrad and Conrad has pretty much always beaten Jere at everything (he even got Belly first!) so dating Belly long term is like the biggest win for Jere. BUT. he knows if he and Belly ever break up, she will eventually find her way back to Conrad. It seemed like when he went on the trip he kinda thought they might be done forever so maybe in a drunken moment of weakness and sadness at maybe losing Belly he slept with Lacey. And he kinda feels like shit after the fact bc he still loves Belly and doesn’t want to lose her, and I think he only hid it from her bc 1) he honestly didn’t think she’d ever find out (and they WERE ON A BREAK) and 2) he doesn’t want to hurt her, and admitting to what he did and breaking Belly’s heart would make him just as bad as Conrad (and it’s a whole big thing that he’s better than Conrad and the friendler, sweeter one who would never hurt anyone) and he was kinda a smug asshole to Conrad about how he’d treat her better and never hurt her. So the only way to not lose her to Conrad is to marry her. Because then Conrad can’t have her, which is the ultimate fuck you, in your face I won to Conrad. And Jere is a dick about it too, rubbing it in Conrad’s face. But Conrad is just like okay, fml, this is happening and just helps Belly plan the wedding. That “He was marrying my girl, and I just had to watch it happen” line gets me because he loves her so much he is willing TO SPEND THE REST OF HIS LIFE heartbroken watching his brother with the love of his life because he puts Belly and Jere’s happiness above his own (AND let’s not forget he literally steps away from Belly so Jere can have her bc he sees that she’s happier with Jere and he knows he can’t give her the love she deserves at that time) how can you look me in the eyes and tell you’re not Team Conrad after that??? He only changed his mind and told her how he felt because he found out about the cheating thing and realized it would be a mistake for them to get married. like they were not ready and would have regretted it. It was kinda fucked up of Jenny Han to have Laurel give Jere Conrad’s letter though. But I think Laurel might’ve done it on purpose tbh. Also I respect the Jere girls out there, but let’s be honest, Susannah knew, Cam Cameron knew, Jere knew, the entire world knew, we all knew she was gonna ultimately end up with Conrad. like I was on the edge of my seat for most of the third book but it wasn’t really surprising in the end. they were LITERALLY written for each other. also, maybe this is an unpopular opinion BUT yes Conrad was a total dick and should have treated Belly way better but Jere was pretty selfish throughout the books. He would never have just stepped back and let Conrad have Belly (um see the whole 1st book) but CONRAD DID. so yes Jere stayed in character and Conrad and Belly are forever endgame. 

also I’m sorry bc i didn’t mean for this to be such an aggressive attack on Jeremiah bc I love him and he is a great character he’s just selfish when it comes to Belly and Conrad, but otherwise sweet and funny and cute and he does love Belly he just has flaws as all characters do.

thank u for coming to my ted talk.

#the summer i turned pretty #we'll always have summer #tsitp #the summer i turned pretty book spoilers #tsitp book spoilers #belly conklin #conrad fisher #jeremiah fisher #i did not mean for this to be so long i am so sorry for the rant #i love jeremiah but i love conrad more #team conrad #but also team jeremiah #just not for belly

[jannwrites]

tv show ask meme : GUILLERMO DEL TORO’S CABINET OF CURIOSITIES (2022). (2/2)

a selection of lines from the horror anthology cabinet of curiosities. modified slightly for rp purposes.

PICKMAN'S MODEL.

behind everything beautiful lies the dark.

beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but what about the horror?

you can't rush perfection.

all i said is i don't see what the fuss is about.

i just fail to see what's so interesting about them.

i think the rats got to her.

these are...powerful. the darkness, the ugliness, the corruption.

we cannot let sympathy or altruism shield us from finding the truths of this world.

sometimes, when i'd wake in the night, i'd hear them through the floor.

what is happening to me?

i mean, you knew how important this was to me.

i don't even recognize you anymore.

what is art in this modern world without truth?

i think we need to give them some names. i think they deserve that.

someone's up awfully late this evening.

Ii's my business to catch the undertones of the soul.

if there are any ghosts round here, they're the tame ghosts of a salt marsh and a shallow cove.

i feel like you're disappearing from me.

the darkness has a way of catching me.

it must be shocking to see the state of things here.

do you feel it, [name]? the fear.

what you make--it crawls behind the eyes, it makes you crazy.

i know where fear lives.

DREAMS IN THE WITCH HOUSE.

don't you worry. i'll help you figure it out.

i promised you I'd protect you. you remember that, don't you?

who has the power to break it down?

i know the other side is real. i've seen it.

maybe it's time that we consider what else we can do with our lives.

the house has undeniable powers.

you care more about your dead sister than the living.

i've seen a forest. a forest that takes the dead inside.

wait, wait. you're telling me that you put an unknown chemical from an unknown gentleman into your body?

what we need to do is knock some sense into you.

i think you're desperate, [name].

i think you'd do anything, anything, to prove that what you've been fighting for is real.

i'm sorry. i'm sorry i couldn't save you when i had the chance.

if i hadn't been so afraid, i wouldn't have ended up here.

i couldn't think of anything else but seeing you again.

i have to investigate that house.

something stalked you here. it followed you through the door.

there's something in there trying to hurt us.

i feel the energy her anger left behind.

they stuck pins in her to see if she would bleed.

what demons have you been conjuring?

the dead want you now.

i hope you understand what you brought to this world.

what i've done cannot be undone!

i told you, you couldn't escape me.

i'll ride this body as long as it will last.

THE VIEWING.

you're like a legend.

hey, buddy, got a smoke?

i was intrigued for sure.

what kind of flowers are these?

well, it looks amazing and sounds amazing.

i am not gonna let temptation get the better of me.

it made its way across all that chaos, all of that potential destruction, longer than many human lives, to us here tonight.

i want to know what your stunning mind makes of it.

now i'm even more curious than ever before.

dead worlds seed new, living ones, time and time again.

she's proven what others refuse to admit about the nature of the universe and humanity.

it's hard to talk about it in words, you know?

your presence here has made this night so much brighter to me.

science tells us you can never truly know the future state of a particle.

perhaps control of the machinery is your real ambition.

i want something that doesn't exist.

there's a void inside of me, you, everyone. an endless abyss.

everyone has a black hole inside of 'em. what i want is for mine to stop eating everything up all the time.

you are really harshing my mellow, man.

yhe truth is much more complicated.

i can't tell you about an image you already have in your mind.

i saw his blood, i saw his tears.

oh, a test where i have to do cocaine? finally, a test i can pass.

it's not as if you've never done this before.

it made me nostalgic for things that never happened.

you brought me all the way out here to show me a fucking rock?

did you not hear anything we just said right now?

THE MURMURING.

birds carry our souls, our beliefs, our hopes.

but that word...that word also suggests a voice, a whisper, a prayer uttered in the dark when we think we have lost it all.

pop me in a room with a stack of books, and I'm happy.

who wouldn't want to lift off and fly away from the world like that sometimes?

if there is a god, he certainly is a very cruel one.

i'll check, you go back to bed.

what are you doing here in the gloom?

what are you reading?

they sound different. more melancholy.

you haven't had any sleep. you're very tired.

it might help if you tell me what i'm meant to be listening for.

you get that crease, just there, when you're trying to solve a mystery.

this is beautiful. but when i look at it, all i feel is sad.

she must have felt very trapped here.

is it so wrong to read a dead person's letters?

and how do you know they're dead?

god forbid i should feel something.

the minute some people step into a falling-down old house, they start seeing ghosts.

you haven't cried at all. not since...everything happened.

people say they see things here, but it's just a morbid fascination with other people's misery.

how am i ever supposed to help you if you never tell me anything?

why is it always about me? you went through this too, [name].

i feel lost. i feel...angry. i feel completely heartbroken.

i try and i try, and i just feel you slipping away.

take my hand. you won't be alone or cold anymore.

i've been so lost.

#rp meme #rp ask meme #rp starters #rp sentence starters #rp sentence prompts #* mine. #part 2 finally after *checks watch* eight months #meme: tv.

[thebookreader12345]

Admirer Central Pt. 2

Pairing: Intelligence Unit x Member! reader & Mystery Man x reader

Summary: The team has been dying to find out who Y/n's fiance is, but when it comes time for everyone to meet, things don't go according to plan

Requested: Yes, by multiple anonymous

Warnings: mentions of crimes, guns, and injuries

Word Count: 746 Words

Pt. 1

"So," Hailey started and took a seat on the edge of my desk. "You've been with this unit for a couple of months now, but we still don't know who your fiance is. When do we get to meet him?"

"Yeah," Jay agreed. "When do we finally get to know who it is?"

"When the time is right," I reply.

Adam groaned. "Come on. You've been saying that for months now."

"I'm not doing it on purpose," I claim. "He's just like us. Always busy with work at the firehouse. Plus, he's just taken on a side job, so I don't get to see him too often either. I'll talk to him when I get the chance and let you all know when we can meet up. How's that sound?"

"We'll allow it," Kim declared. "But we're still gonna keep pushing."

"Yes we will," Kevin concurred.

"All right. Now, I need to finish this paperwork, so if you'll excuse me," I say and turn my attention back to my work.

...............................................

The team and I had been following a gun dealer case for the past few days. A bunch of illegal automatics had been sold throughout Chicago, and we were trying to stop the dealer from selling anymore. We had set up a meet, and everything was going great. Well, until things took a turn.

"Y/n get down!" Jay shouted. I dove to the floor, hitting it with a thud as a spray of bullets flew over my head. When I pushed myself up though, a throbbing pain started pulsing from my calf, and when I looked down, I saw that a bullet had managed to graze my leg, leaving behind a pretty deep cut.

"I've got him!" Adam called out from across the warehouse. "Everybody good?"

"I may need some help," I tell my co-workers.

"Ooh," Kim cringed when she saw the cut. "That doesn't look too good."

"It doesn't look too bad. It should just need stitches," I guess. "Could someone take me to Med real quick?"

"I've got you," Kevin spoke and bent down to help me up. At Chicago Med, all I needed were a few stitches, like I had guessed earlier. And once that was taken care of, Kevin and I headed back to the district. Up in the bullpen, all of Intelligence was sitting at their desks filling out some paperwork.

"Hey. You okay?" Hailey asked.

"I'm fine," I assure her. "I mean, it hurts like hell when I walk, but other than that, I'm okay." Just then, my fiance came bounding up the stairs that led into the bullpen, and Trudy was right behind him.

"Sorry for the interruption. He insisted he come up," Trudy disclosed.

I waved Trudy up. "It's fine. Thank you for brining him up."

"What the hell, Y/n? I was stopping by the hospital to check on a victim I saved earlier and Will told me you had just been there and needed stitches. Why didn't you call me?" Kelly quizzed.

"Because I didn't want you to worry," I respond.

"I'm your fiance. I have every right to worry," Kelly countered.

"Hold on a second," Jay interrupted. "Severide is your fiance?"

"Wait. You guys know each other other?" I question.

"I know everyone up here. We've worked with each other a lot over the last few years," Kelly confessed.

"This whole time we thought we didn't know who Y/n's fiance was. She never gave us your name," Adam shared.

"A lot of cops like to keep their personal lives private. I am one of those cops," I state. "But now, since you've all met my fiance, you can stop bothering me about it."

"Aw. But that was fun," Kim muttered.

"I'm off shift in like two hours, and it looks like you guys are almost finished with work, so would you want to meet up at Molly's after shift?" Kelly posed.

"Only if we get to hear all kinds of embarrassing stories about Y/n," Kevin put forth.

Kelly smiled. "I'm down to share some things."

"This is why I didn't want to introduce any of you. Because I knew this would happen," I admit.

"Shut up. You love us," Hailey teased.

"Yeah yeah yeah," I murmur. "Lets just get back to work. That means you too, Kel."

"All right. I'll see you guys later. Bye Y/n," Kelly said and leaned over to press a quick kiss to my lips.

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