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the-moon-files · 10 months ago

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Hi! I'm kinda new here but I was hoping to leave a request or at least something to chew on. So there's this genshin sagau where the reader has a bit of a language barrier with the other characters and I was wondering if that translated over to the Linked Universe as well? Like imagine the boys finding this random person with different clothes, accessories, and they talk in a language never before heard of? What are they, some kind of eldritch being? Meanwhile reader recognizes them obviously but frustratingly can't express any feelings asides from base concepts! Man.

Some funnies include; reader voicing more thoughts out loud now that no one can really understand them and reader eventually learning the language and getting a really sick accent out of it.

That's all my tired brain can think of atm so I bid you adieu. Have a good rest of your day :)

First Official Request!! :D oh and its amazinggg, ooOOO a language barrier AU, genshin? hm wonder who wrote that

Reader wasn’t specified and ive adopted masc!reader as the normal over here, so masc reader it is 👍

Sun: Masc/Male Reader (”you”/he/him)

Orbit: EXTRA LONG Headcanons-ish/scenarios SORRY 😭, Language Barrier AU my beloved

Stars: The Classic Chain of Links <3

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: mild cussing, typical mild loz violence, & Trigger Warnings: none known.

Please comment if I missed any. /gen

so for the sake of even funnier confusion, lets say the boys kinda missed u falling thru a portal, and instead just see the portal, and it disappears w/nothing coming out

(bc u obv are a competent person and clearly recognize the giant horse head stable from Breath of the Wild and went inside, like to orient urself, u will NOT be a Y/N damsel in distress 💀)

the boys had already been heading to that stable to sleep for the night, and needless to say, u nearly have a fit LMAO

first, the Hero of Time walks in, then the Link from Hyrule Warriors, then from Link’s Awakening? Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom Link?? Wind Waker Link, Four Sword Link??? The original Legend of Zelda Link-!!!!

well at least u arent the only weirdly dressed person there

(well, u arent weird looking for the hylians in the stable, theyre used to this weird shit, but the Chain of heroes on the other hand…)

they get to observing their bunkmates for the night, subtly squinting at you, then turning to talk to each other, and slowly every link gets made aware of ur prescense, u didnt think u stood out that bad..

(”くいんねしらんらなすいそらきみについちみんらはかくちかまいていりすんはすらもんらなすいすち・”) *

it also quickly becomes obvious to every traveler in the stable that you either cant speak, or wont speak, as when ur exchanging money for rupees at the front desk, the owner is accommodating with you by pointing and grunting and ur just nodding and pointing back

well, its not like when u first greeted the guy u understood even a single thing the guy said, it sounded like some sub-dialect of Japanese or something

u had realized earlier with horror that the game was staying true to its creators, and that most likely everyone spoke a special version of Japanese and ur English ass was abt to be so lonely and confused 😭

Wars/Time/Sky/Four in particular clearly noticed u exchanging all ur currency, as u can see them whispering or glancing at you occasionally as u pocket ur now little green gems the size of coins, rather than strip of paper

(”しにしくいまなとかるるるみらかくちひいすなせいいと・てくらしらいとみゃかくちひいすなせいいと・かくちかくちとみゃかすいちりりんそくちみきいしらひいすかくいいすちとねくちとにかてにりし・”)

and the boys move on in the morning, and its acc torture for u bc u had no idea how to even begin to quell their suspicions enough to let you travel along with them

u think u could say u came out a portal, but.. how would tell them that? drawing pictures in the dirt?? 💀

and this just keeps happening.

even when u just try to admire from a distance or even outright just leave them to it and go off to explore Hyrule (as safe as u could after acquiring a weapon and some more clothes)

but its like fate (or maybe Hylia tbh) wants u to run into these legendary heroes (both kinda in ur world and definitely here) constantly

after the stable u manage to run into them in Kakariko Village, which wasnt crazy bc u needed more supplies, and it was the nearest town to the stable

ur sure they noticed, but u outright avoided them out of paranoia or making them paranoid u were following them, and u definitely saw who you thought was the hero of the Four Sword whisper about u as u walked by, not that u caught much

(”るるるかくちかゃとかくいとちもいとかすちみきいほりららのにみききなんはすらもかくいとかちこりいるていとくらなりしのいいせちみいんいらみくにもる”)

but you’d started to recognize some Japanese words! …and tbh anime is the only reason for that, something definitely like “watch, him” 💀

which rlly didnt make u feel any better, and u avoided them even harder, u bought a map, so u made sure to head in the opposite direction of them out of, lets be honest, kinda lowkey fear of what theyd do if they thought u were stalking them

but despite u trying to actively go away from them, either you, or them, would show up everywhere the other went,

you passed by Wind playing in the water in Zora’s Domain,

Twilight riding Epona around the plains in Central Hyrule, Sky hanging laundry outside Wild’s house in Hateno

Honest-to-fucking-god seeing Wars, Wild, and Legend all crossdress to sneak into Gerudo village- u cant fucking escape them-

and the worst part is, you cant understand anyone, other than some basic words atp 😭

its as the Chain come from a path that merges onto yours on the way to Rito Village when Legend snaps first

You’re not even surprised, tbh it was more surprising it took them so long 💀

(”にかゃとんらな!! ちきちにみ!!! てくんちすぃんらなはらりりらてにみきなと・くらてちすぃんらなはらりりらてにみきなと・・くらてちすぃてぃはらりりらてにみきんらな・・!!”)

the look on ur face must have drawn some pity from Twilight bc he’s trying to talk Legend out of his yelling and pointing his sword at you,

(”ひいかそちりもしらてみ! りにのいんらなとちにしねにかくにみのていゃひいちりとらとらもいくらてこいいみはらりりらてにみきかくいもからら!”)

Wars joins in, giving you a confused look, before talking to the group at large, most of which have their hands near their weapons, but dont look that inclined to use them, thank the fucking gods or whoever rules over Hyrule-

(”かくいすちみそくいすくちとちせらにみかねかくにとすいいのとらはもちきにそちみしにゃもとなすいにかゃとくんりにちゃとしらにみきるていとくらなりしまなとかかすんからかちりのからかくいもねといいにはかくいんゃすいいさせいすにいみそにみきちみんかくにみきとかすちみきいる”)

oh no. they want to talk you, you barely picked out in their argument

Time nods in agreement, before stepping forward to talk first, you cant even imagine how anxious u look rn lol

(”かくいらかくいすとちすいすにきくかねかくにとにとりらみきらひいすしないるもんみちもいにとかにもいねちみしかくいといちすいもんかすちひいりにみきそらもせちみにらみとねちとにゃもとなすいんらなゃひいきちかくいすいしはすらもなとすなみみにみきにみからいちそくらかくいすとらもなそくるてくちかゃとんらなすみちもい・”)

why has Hylia forsaken you. what did you do to not receive some sort of fancy natural translator power in ur brain or something after getting portaled here, its the least she could do for fucks sake- talking to someone in a diff. language is SO much harder than just listening to them to understand what theyre saying-

you desperately try to recall the words people have said at stables and whatnot when introducing themselves, before they realized you couldnt speak the same language

(”Uh… もんみちもいにと… and I’m not following you…とらすすん”)

you just try to say ur name and then say sorry LMAO 😭

Nearly every Link is staring at you bug-eyed in shock, confusion, and understanding all at once

the Chain’s attitude changes pretty quick after that, and they quickly connect the dots after, yes, u do a drawing of a portal in the dirt 💀

u gather from the few words u can get that it was indeed magic (probably Hylia) that kept shortcutting you and the group of heroes together over and over again

…

she can move your position in space time and yet she cant get u an auto-translator after being forced to be here.

(in the middle of u drawing to communicate Hyrule manages to understand the gist of what you meant by that and laughs)

the Chain are quick to be very accomdating, Wars/Sky/Wild all offering to try and better teach u their language, but in return they want to learn yours?

actually, that was smth u noticed pretty early on in the ensuing weeks of travel, was the fascination they had w/English and ur voice??

Wind constantly rambled at you and poked and smiled at you to try and get you to ramble back, and after getting more comfortable around them,

u start to talk like they cant understand a word ur saying, which is entirely accurate, and you notice some like to lean in when you talk, or respond with humming/saying smth like u can understand, or even just gesture for u to keep going

Four/Time/Legend?? surprisingly/Hyrule/Twilight like when u get rlly talkative like ur having a one-sided convo w/them all the time, and they constantly are looking at you poinetedly to hear u narrate whatever ur doing or give a response whenever they same something at you (Rulie/Four/Twi/ and sometimes Time, (and he turns away but Legend too) give a little smile whenever you ramble)

Wild is Very Interested in your langauage, bc the Zora, Rito, Gerudo, and Gorons all had their native tongue that he ended up learning, and so he constantly makes notes to try and decipher some of what ur saying in English

he lights up anytime ur able to successfully tell him another something abt it, like the alphabet, or grammar or structure etc

they seem to pay attention esp in the mornings or late at night? ur not sure why until Wind both draw pictures and tries to get the general idea to you to explain

(”かくいんゃすいちりりきちんるんらなすちそそいみかにとくらかちみしんらなすひらにそいにとしいいせるかくいんゃすいていちのる”)

smth abt ur voice being nice? deep? but theirs do that too? u dont get it, but thank him anyway

they also help u out at markets, keep out of trouble w/locals, and other misc tasks that need some language help

everythings going great, the Chain trusts you, ur getting better at their language every day, and bc English is one of the hardest languages to learn in the world, theyre slowly getting some of urs!

it isnt until ur camping out in the Temple of Time when things get weird again

Not only is there English carved into the walls, which u read as the Chain give u “explain now” looks and u communicate that the rlly ancient looking script they may or may not be able to read is, in fact, the written version of ur language-

but then another portal opens, and there’s sentences wrapped around the edges, which are fully in English too.

☆

* = hint: JIS

So i love ciphers for language barrier AUs, so have a cypher! have fun decoding it if u like, but don’t worry abt translating it, as its purposefully not important for u to enjoy this :)

JFC IM SO SORRY AB THE LENGTH I WROTE THIS FROM MIDNIGHT TO LIKE 1:30 AM- UGH sometimes this happens when i get on a scenario kick, SORRY 😭😭

also so sorry abt late reply! at least i already established im slow w/u guys so ig its not a huge surprise 😭

tysm for the request it was such a fun idea to write abt :D

i also like genshin, just a little bit u could say, so it was cool to see this carryover across fandoms lol

language barrier is so versatile, could be angst, crack, etc. so that makes sense

have a great weekend!!

Peace out,

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confusionmeisss · 8 months ago

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can you watch my boyfriend, please? - n. sturniolo

🫧 nick sturniolo x male!reader

🫧 the “can you babysit my boyfriend” tiktok couples trend done with our lovely nicolas!!

🫧 just fluff.

🫧 560 words.

🫧 hello lovelies!! thank you kindly for wanting to read!! i did a chris version of this initially and it made me want to do one for the others as well, so here we are!! enjoy reading & much love!! <3 (ps. happy pride my loves!! 🩷)

matt version masterlist

“Hey y’all, can you watch my boyfriend for me, please? I’ll be back quick, promise,” you say, setting the phone up against a stray glass.

“What the fuck?” Nick says, looking confusedly at the camera then up at you.

“Be good,” you say, placing a kiss on his cheek and walking away.

“Be good?” Nick looks offended by your departing statement. “The fuck? I’m always good. You guys know I’m always good, right?” He asks the camera.

Nick rolls his eyes. “Anyway. I was just editing this weeks Wednesday video which I think is one of our best because it’s funny as fuck.”

“Y’know, you gotta be your own biggest fan, it’s the only way you’ll get anywhere creatively. It’s the same as being your own biggest critic,” he says with a nod of his head. Then he looks directly into the camera seriously. “But you have to know how to balance them out. Like, you have to know when something you made is shit, and know if you have to start over or rework it.”

“Anyway, I’m really bummed out that I don’t have tickets to Melanie Martinez’s The Trilogy Tour,” he says with a slight pout, tapping at the touchpad of his laptop. “I would’ve loved to hear Detention live. And the videos I’ve seen of her concerts before, her outfits always eat! And her stage presence, my God, it’s otherworldly!”

Nick suddenly rolls his eyes as he remembers something. “Ugh, so I went to ask Matt to take me to the store yesterday because we were out of Dr. Pepper, mind you, it’s one in the afternoon, and I walk into his room and he’s absolutely dead asleep.”

“Oh, we went to Target today, and I fucking tripped in a crowded ass aisle like the clumsy fukcer I am,” Nick lets out a huff. “Like it’s embarrassing as fuck when there’s like three different age ranges laughing at you.”

Nick goes to say something else but is cut-off by his bedroom door creaking open. He watches as you walk in and over where he’s sitting at his desk.

He feels you stand behind him, putting your chin in his hair. “Hey I’m back, thanks again for watching him yall. I hope he was good for you!”

Nick rolls his eyes up towards you. “Of course I was good,” he says with an irritated huff. “I’m always good.”

You let out a laugh, placing a kiss into his hair while reaching over him to end your phone’s recording.

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count on nick to always come at us with some wise words of encouragement ❤️

“yes nick, you’re always good” we all say in unison

nicks offense at being told to be good is sending me into oblivion 😭

is nick alluding that there’s a real og-ness to this week’s wednesday video?????

oh the pain of embarrassing yourself in public 😣

i am matt matt is me bc i too annoy everyone around me by sleeping in till 1pm :)

i feel your pain on not having tickets to melanie’s tour. god bless for tour videos on my fyp 🙏

oh dr pepper lovers rise!!

the affection & the kisses 💓💓

okay but i wanna know what nick was gonna say before the door opening interrupted him…

who else is happy that nick is in a happy loving healthy relationship???? 💛💛💛

#ali’s writing 🖋️#nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo x male reader #nick sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #ali’s thoughts & opinions 📼

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and-bone-appetit · 6 months ago

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Now that I hopefully have your attention with the big pretty dragon lady (I love her design so much) and my self insert based on her design, there’s a ramble and some art I did under the cut :)

So story time! I was on yt scrolling through my feed and I found a ‘Butcher Vanity’ video that featured the characters from Delicious in Dungeon/Dungeon Meshi (if you haven’t heard the song or seen the anime, I highly recommend both). In the video it showed this one really cool character, Chimera Falin, and at the time I watched the video I knew absolutely NOTHING about her. So I immediately went on Google to search for her because I HAD TO KNOW WHO THE PRETTY MONSTER LADY IS and I found her. Ever since my mystery character has been identified, I’ve started watching the anime and I went down a rabbit hole on Pinterest for ‘half human half animal’ art. THERE’S SO MUCH COOL ART ON PINTEREST. Then I started thinking, Chimera Falin looks so cool, I love her design!!! What if I make a version of my self insert like this too? And that’s exactly what I did. After gathering and saving a lot of pins for reference and inspiration, and wondering if I should make it exactly like Falin, half bird half dragon, or if I should do different creatures, I just decided fuck it I like birds and I like dragons so imma do that bc why the heck not :3

Click images for better quality

With wings (again):

Without wings:

The front half and wings of the monster/chimera body are based off a Lahore Pigeon and for the dragon half I wanted a rainbow shine to it:

THE PIGEON AND SNAKE LOOK SO FRICKIN PRETTY!!!

I also made a bipedal version of this too:

And here’s some sketches with some skellies:

Dungeon Meshi/Delicious in Dungeon and Chimera Falin belong to Ryoko Kui

Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios

Swap belongs to popcornpr1nce

Sans belongs to Toby Fox

#my art #andboneappetit #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi #falin dungeon meshi #chimera falin #undertale #undertale au #utmv #horrortale #underswap #sans #horror sans #swap sans #self insert #monster self insert #sans x self insert #sans x y/n

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drowsyhope · 11 months ago

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HEYA, [Y/N]! • POPPY PLAYTIME

summary ; child reader with the smiling critters

a/n ; THANK YALL SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE ON THE DOGDAY FICC 🫶🏼🫶🏼 was lowkey scared to post it bc i thought it was booty 😔 HOPE YALL ENJOY THIS ONEE

warning ; slight cussing, reader is hispanic coded bc ya girl is hispanic ‼️🙏🏼, based on the CARTOON versions of the smiling critters, different scenarios with each character, no children death just a lot of sillies :3

DOGDAY , MOVIE NIGHT

“are you sure the popcorn isn’t burnt?” you asked while holding up a greasy bag of popcorn, that clearly had a burnt smell to it. you were wearing your typical pajamas, a [f/c] ]f/a] themed jumper. dogday on the other hand was wearing a dog themed jumper, complete with fuzzy orange socks.

dogday nodded excitedly, taking the greasy popcorn out of your hands. “of course! everything is perfect!” he turned on the heel of his feet, turning around and walking towards the cushion fort the two of you made.

you were confused, but shook it off, putting in another bag of popcorn.

dogday caught wind of your birthday coming up, and planned a one-on-one play date with the two of you, since recently he has been more busier than usual. plus, he always love spending time with you!

fluffing up a pillow, dogday laid down, getting comfortable in his spot, his tail wagging and you made your way towards him, your own personal bag of popcorn in your hands.

“what movie would you like to watch?” he asked, grabbing the controller and looking at you, awaiting for an answer. you on the other hand, didn’t know what movie to watch. surely, there was plenty of movies to watch, but they suddenly just popped out of your head when the question was asked.

“hmm, what about [favorite movie]?” you responded finally. dogday nodded, turning towards the tv and putting on the movie, smiling as the two of you started munching on your goodies.

alas, your movie night began.

CATNAP , TEA PARTY

catnap was reluctant on the idea of a tea party, but with convincing with the help of dogday, catnap agreed.

the two of you were dressed in your sunday’s best. catnap went for a more casual look, having a pink bow tie tied around his neck, a bow being tied around the end of his tail. bobby gave him some white gloves, craftycorn gave him some necklaces to borrow.

you on the other hand, had a bow tied around your wrist, a bow being put in your hair. picky helped you style your hair, and kickin helped you become more confident.

the tea party was going to be held in his cathouse, which dogday and bubba decorated.

you and hoppy prepared tea, making some french goodies alongside it. you were excited for this little tea party, having it with one of your best of friends. it was also near the time of your birthday, so you were extra excited.

entering the cathouse, you were greeted by catnap, who was fumbling with his bow tie, seemly uncomfortable. “catnap!” you smiled, before giving him a funny look as he looked at you with a shocked expression.

“hey! uh ..can you help me?” catnap struggled, before you nodded. you didn’t want your friend to feel uncomfortable.

soon enough, the two of you were enjoying tea, snacking on chocolate chip cookies, and chatting your lives away. well, mostly you. out of the two, you were the more talkative one. catnap was the quiet one of the smiling critters, so it was surprising for the others for the two of you to become such best friends.

but, thankfully, the two of you are. cause you won’t be having this epic tea party if you didn’t!

HOPPY HOPSCOTCH , MOON CYCLES

hoppy has ever seen the moon before, you on the other hand, have. she always asked how it looked like, does it change, does it have a scent, etc.

“the moon has different cycles, like i think today it’s a full moon.” you explained, showing her a picture of the full moon today. hoppy looked amazed, her eyes widening and her eyes going up. you smiled at her, enjoying that she was finally able to be the moon.

“ah yucks, i wish i can see the moon for myself!” she responded, going back and landing on the pillow, making you giggle. you in return laid down on your stomach right next to her, the photograph still in your hand.

“it’s very beautiful! maybe i can take a videotape next time. i’ll make sure to show you.” you promised, sticking out your pinky for a pinky promise. hoppy smiled, taking out one of her fingers to establish the promise.

it made you feel bad that hoppy never seen the moon. you always seen how much she wanted to see the moon, always talking about it and learning about it.

you wished you can take her along with you, but your parents won’t allow you. also, hoppy is a 6’2ft mascot, and might make other people scared.

nevertheless, you explained the moon cycles to her, drawing pictures of them to visualize it for her. she enjoyed learning more about the cycles, and thanked you for showing her a picture of the actual moon.

hopefully, one day you can take her to the moon. the two of you can jump super high and reach the moon, planting a picture of the two of you, and come right back down. one day, you’ll make sure that dream comes true.

one day.

CRAFTYCORN , ARTWORK

the room was filled with bunch of laughter and smiles, it was of course, the art room. craftycorn was in charge of the art room, as she was the artistic one of the smiling critters.

thankfully, she had a helper, a kid named [y/n].

[y/n] was a artist from the day they were born, always making different artworks from different materials. if there was something, they could make anything out of it.

they enjoyed making art, and instantly became best friends with craftycorn, the two sharing their love for art.

“can you pass me the red?” craftycorn asked, scribbling on her paper. [y/n] nodded, getting up and walking towards the table, which contained different colored crayons. they grabbed the red one, turned around, and made their way back to where craftycorn was.

“here you go!” they said, giving them the red crayon. craftycorn smiled at them, taking the red crayon. she was drawing the two of them, using the red crayon to draw hearts all over the place.

[y/n] sat down, continuing to draw on their artwork — a drawing of all the smiling critters, them included. it was a huge project, and their hand definitely hurt. but, it was going to be worth it in the end.

soon enough, craftycorn was finished with her artwork, holding it up like it was a masterpiece. the other children caught wind of the finished art piece, and was quick to scatter towards her, wanting to see what she had created.

finally, [y/n] was finished. they smiled as they wrote their name near the bottom of the paper, holding it with such determination. they were proud of their artwork.

“that’s an amazing artwork, [y/n]!” craftycorn complimented, smiling as she realized it was her and the other smiling critters, alongside with [y/n]. she felt warmth creep its way into her heart, it was adorable.

“i hope you enjoyed it, i spent a lot of time on it.”

indeed, she and the other smiling critters enjoyed the masterpiece created by their dear [y/n].

PICKY PIGGY , BAKING

baking with picky was like a sport, it was easy!

picky had this cookbook that she liked to use. thankfully, you were able to read, so it was easy baking with picky, as she always had the ingredients on hand.

now, the two of you decided to bake cupcakes for the smiling critters, since they been craving some sweets for awhile.

“and now .. add vanilla!” picky said as you put some drops of vanilla into the cake batter mix, instantly being hit with the scent of vanilla. it smelled just like dogday.

picky read over the instructions as you poured the cake batter into the pan, making sure it was evenly distributed. it was rather a messy step, but with picky on your side, it was easy.

you were quick to put the cupcakes in the oven as picky sat on the countertop, looking at you, smiling. the two of you became friends over your love for baking, and picky’s live for eating.

you would always bake or cook for picky, as you wanted to improve on your skills. picky always gave you honest review, so you can improve better. it was a easy win for the both of you, you get better, and she gets to eat.

the two of you were in silence, looking as the cupcakes baked. it was a comfortable silence.

time was fast though, soon the cupcakes were finished. you put on your heat protective gloves, and took out the cupcakes, blowing on them to try and cool them down.

picky was jumping up and down, excited that the cupcakes were finally done. “okay, don’t touch just yet, they are still very hot.” you said as you took off your gloves. picky understood, but was still excited. she loved trying your cupcakes, something about them just make them melt in her mouth.

she loves when you bake.

BUBBA BUBBAPHANT , MATH HOMEWORK

you didn’t enjoy math.

you always stressed over it, cried over it, and also got mad over it. math was just not your brightest subject.

your best friend on the other hand, bubba, was a scholar on math. he always showed you how good his grades were on math, and always offered to help you.

but no matter how much he helped you, you never seemed to grasp on the concept of math in general.

“come on! it’s easy!” bubba groaned, looking down at the simple multiplication work on your paper. you on the other hand, was stressing out. you shook your head, to which bubba playfully rolled his eyes.

you groaned as bubba explained to you the basic of math, and how to do multiplications. you been over this plenty of times! you just can’t understand the concept of math!

“ughh .. at this point don’t even talk math to me!” that gave bubba an idea.

he quickly bought up 2 apples, “okay, there is two apples, correct?” you nodded. he bought up 3 apples, “now, there is 3 apples, right?” you nodded once again.

“now imagine each apple is 2 apples,” she pointed towards the 3 apples, “2 .. 4 ..”

“6!” bubba smiled. “correct!”

then it was like something clicked. bubba showed many other examples, and you got it right away. everything was suddenly making sense!

maybe math isn’t so bad.

BOBBY BEARHUG, VALENTINE’S DAY

valentine’s day was right around the corner, and you didn’t know what to get your best friend, bobby bearhug.

bobby’s favorite holiday was valentine’s day, she always loved the idea of love in general. in fact, that was how the two of you became friends.

you were giving out chocolates to your friends, and you had an extra heart shaped chocolate. you didn’t know who to give it to, until a certain bear came up to you, giving you a lollipop. smiling, you gave her the heart shaped chocolates, and the two of you became instant friends.

your friendship anniversary was coming up, and you were nervous. you didn’t know what to give bobby, as she basically already had everything.

but then, you had an idea, an expensive one.

2 week before valentine’s day, you were working your butt off for some cash. this was going to be an expensive gift, but it would be long lasting.

thankfully, you got some help from some of her other friends, getting some info on her favorite colors and favorite candies, everything was going to fall perfectly in place.

you made sure to give the person making the gift enough time, and made sure you tipped them accordingly. everything was perfect, and you were excited.

valentines rolled around, and bobby was trying to look for you.

“have yall seen [y/n]?” she was growing worried. today was your friendship anniversary, and she hasn’t seen you all day. she hoped you didn’t just ditch out on her, as she didn’t want to seem useless.

that was when one of the kids asked her to follow them, and as skeptical as she was, she followed nevertheless. they led her to a dark room, which scared her quite a bit. that was until the light turned on, revealing a surprising sight.

“happy valentine’s day!” you stood there, a ramo buchon in the color of her favorite color in your arms, some candies in your other. they were eternal roses, which meant they wouldn’t die out, which made it even more special. the other kids took pictures of the two of you.

this surely was going to be your favorite valentines yet.

KICKIN CHICKEN , ONE DAY

the playground was filled a lot of children, including bullies.

you hated bullies, especially since you have a few of your own. they always made fun of your hair and the way you spoke, which made you insecure about yourself.

that was until a kid named kickin chicken came to your rescue. he defended you from the bullies, and threaten to call the teachers on them.

he was like your guardian angel, and he was a chicken, so almost there.

“why didn’t you tell me?” kickin said with tears in his eyes as he patched you up. you were silent the whole time, not wanting to trauma dump on your friend.

“i didn’t want to seem weak.” you whispered, to which kickin sighed, taping your bruise. he looked at you with worried eyes, this was the 3rd time this weak you were sent to the nurse office, and kickin was always there to see you.

he gave you a hug, sighing as he heard you sniffle. you were always an emotional kid, which was probably one of the reasons they targeted you. kickin was sure to report those kids, they don’t deserve the cupcakes he’s going to bring on his birthday.

he wanted to tell you that you weren’t weak, but you would never believe him. he knew that you hated confrontation, so he never told you directly, but with his actions, he did.

“you’re a amazing friend, [y/n]. i hope you know that.” he said as the two of you hugged each other. you didn’t say anything, you didn’t want to believe what he was saying, but half of you know that he actually meant it.

you just hoped those bullies get the karma that they deserve, and that you won’t be bullied anymore.

one day, you’ll be a happy child. one day you’ll be able to smile without being scared of someone making fun of you. one day, you’ll be the best friend that kickin will always want you to be.

one day.

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last one had a kick to it. alsooo!!! request are open!!! please request! :3 might take some time though :(

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jevilowo · 1 month ago

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It's me the timeline guy. Here are my many lore related grievances with the comic:

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT tho most people have probably read it by now lol

FIRST OF ALL, the Administrator's plan. What happened to "plan so disturbing that several US senators pardoned her for the Poopy Joe incident?" What even was her plan actually was it just to keep the fighting going forever? Then what was the point of Australiummaxxing after Redmond and Blutarch died?

What's up with Zepheniah’s hooked up corpse. Isn't his ghost still around? He certainly is by the seventh scream fortress comic, which takes place during MvM. His will says he won't rest until he's done being mad at the world idk how that relates to anything.

OH HORSEMANN MY HORSEMANN. Why is Zepheniah claiming to be an only child? And it's not a retcon bc later on Soldier pulls up the family photo WITH SILAS IN IT. Where did he even get that. Anyways. The only explanation is either 1) some in-universe attempt by Zepheniah to write Silas out of history (implied by the two copies of the quarterly concern, one seen in a hidden page in the classless update and the other in the background of the Engineer update), or 2) ...i was going to say Silas was actually his cousin or something but that wouldn't make sense if the siblings of Zepheniah’s dad all died young. Urgh. I hoped the Horsemann would return and put to rest the implications dragged up by scream fortress two but alas twas not to be.

What's with the 3 different covers of a young Administrator? My theory is they're supposed to represent three possible backstories the writers were cooking and wouldn't commit to. Who knows.

CHARLES DARLING. The triplets' birth certificate claimed that their mother was a Darling (save me Bette Mann etc etc), and that had me convinced Charles was going to be at least RELEVANT. Why else would he, a joke antagonist introduced in the War! Comic, show up at all? Looking for Australium, no less? I tell you that flashback of him and Maxton had me CONVINCED something would happen. Especially with the two of them lowkey treating him like shit.

So so so much Admin stuff left unexplained. Seeing her child self in the Australium. The census dated back to 1850 with "HELEN" on it. Telling Engie "your family has already done so much for me". By that she could have just meanth Radigan making an immortality machine for Redmond as well as Blutarch I guess, but ??? I liked the Emily reference tho that was something one of the artists reffered to her as for the Engie Update Comic by mistake and later took back so neat callback lmao.

SPEAKING OF RADIGAN. Nothing on who the third Australium machine went to. Presumably Admin I guess? Not explained, never will be probably.

Who was the person in the torn Mann Family portrait? My main theory was always either an earlier version/design of Grey or a Darling, but in the picture Soldier shows (SERIOUSLY WHERE DID HE GET THAT) we can't even see the outline of a person around his thumb. It almost looks like they just made a version of the picture without anyone in the middle and called it a day.

TFI having other mercenary groups came out of fucking nowhere, even in comic six. The T and F presumably stand for "Team Fortress", fuck you mean "Team Citadel", "Team Vanguard", giant fucking statue of random epic looking mercs??? What is happening. They did NOT explain that shit at all. Multiple, seemingly incredibly competent teams are NOT "eighteen perfect idiots". Did Poopy Joe die for nothing.

One of the top posts I've ever made is the one where I point out the date Spy and Scout got arrested on that newspaper: September 7th, 1972. This means the rest of the comics should take place 5½ months later i.e. February/March 1973. Ergo, 1979 could not be "seven years later". The comics seem to think themselves that they're set in 1972 already, there's a few lines about it but for the life of me I can't remember. Something something however many years since Zepheniah died blah blah year the triplets were born. Whatever. It's on my timeline probably.

Smaller thing, but embarrassing lack of a full name reveal for Heavy (I originally said And Medic here but. Herbert Ludwig was revealed). Spy also, but I wasn't really expecting that. Heavy shall remain Mikhail "Mischa" Weponzgy in my heart.

SO IN CONCLUSION: the writers went in with no clue how to end the story, something made evident by the possibility of the 4chan leaks being an early script and also entirely fucking different.

Still, there were a lot of lore unrelated things I did enjoy: the fact that the mercs actually got a happy ending, for one thing. Sniper stealing a plane, Scout maturing and moving on from Pauling, Pyro literally just being overjoyed to see Engie again, babies!!! The fact we even got a comic! How crazy is that? At least we didn't have to wait another seven years.

I might draft a script for an alternate ending that tries to answer lore stuff more, but knowing me I wouldn't finish it. Still, I am working on making a website for my timeline and I'll upload the link here once I'm done with it. Oh and I'll update the doc version soon. Bitterly.

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xhoneygirlxx · 1 year ago

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One Of The Girls

Modern King!Steve x Fem Reader

summary: Steve only hits you up when it’s convenient for him and you’ll always answer because it feels nice to be what he wants, even if it’s just for a night.

warnings: fboy!Steve, modern au! circa 2018. reader and Steve are both in their early 20's. reader is given the nickname 'trouble'. ooc steve, he's a big meanie and pretty much a douche bag. angst. Minors DNI smut: unprotected p in v (wrap it up kiddos), fingering, oral receiving (m), daddy kink, swearing, slight dom/sub, cream pie, insinuations to reader being on birth control, possessive steve, toxic steve! hair pulling. Steve's job is mentioned briefly, I like to think that this version of him works for his dad landscaping, so that's what i put lmao. this is named after The Weeknd's song from the idol and I also use his song 'Try Me' in this, awe well. if i miss anything please let me know! also bad writing and grammar mistakes, not proofread.

a/n: hi my loves! i was inspired to write something based off of this blurb. again, smut is so not my strong suit so i beg that you be nice to me :) i also want to mention that when i was looking for pics for this fic, i couldn't find one picture that gave me fboy vibes bc joe keery is simply bf coded lmao. thank you all for interacting with my posts and just being so lovely to me! i appreciate you all and i hope you enjoy this <3

divider by: @saradika

You knew from the moment you met Steve Harrington it would be trouble, that he'd have you locked down for as long as he wanted. The pretty boy with the nice smile, who said all the right things and made all the right moves. You were a fool from the get go and he knew, he knew it the moment you let him hit that you were his.

Everyone knew about 'king Steve', the boy with the puppy dog eyes but a closet filled with so many skeletons that the door refused to shut. From what you heard he wasn't a relationship kind of guy, that he collected bodies like he was paid for it, and then went on his merry way no matter what carnage he left behind.

He was bad news and you swore you would stay away, not get swept up in the honey like vortex of his eyes, but when he said your name it sounded so right and who were you to refuse someone as tempting as him.

The name satan isn't far off for him, both so beautiful and angelic but rotten to the core, so evil that you often wonder if they were ever created with a soul.

As much as you wanted to let him go, block him out of your life completely, you simply couldn't. All your friends thought you were stupid for playing such a dangerous game but they didn't know him like you did. They didn't know how he actually took care of you when he was done abusing your poor hole, how he'd buy you little gifts simply because it reminded him of you, and they certainly didn't know the boy who would make you laugh so hard your ribs bruised.

At least that's what you tell yourself, how you sugar coat the simple fact that Steve Harrington treats you like trash because let's face it, he does. For every thing he does 'right' he does a million other things wrong. He goes weeks without texting you and the only time he does is when he's desperate. He only takes you to secluded spots just so he can get a nut. And most importantly, he tells you everything you want to hear so that you stay.

You were connected to Steve by a string, no matter how far you pulled away he would pull you right back in. If you were a masochist then he was a sadist and you would take whatever torture he gave you with the biggest smile on your face because at the end of the day you were his and only his.

It's a Friday night and while you'd usually be out with friends, you opted to stay in tonight, too tired from the work week to physically get out of bed.

Under the warmth of your comforter, you scroll through Instagram blindly liking different post on your timeline. The white numbers in the corner of your screen read a little bit past midnight and as badly as your eyes wanted to shut, your brain simply couldn't resist the glow of your screen.

A notification pops up at the top of your screen and your ready to fling it away to dismiss it when your heart rate picks up at the name.

IMessage:

Harrington 🙄

Your finger moves faster than the speed of lightning, hitting on the bubble to open the messaging app.

Harrington 🙄: wyd?

It's a simple enough message but you sit and ponder how to respond. You don't want to come off too desperate but you also don't want to wait too long to respond knowing he has other options lined up. Without overthinking too much more, you move your thumbs across the keyboard and sending your message.

Harrington 🙄: wyd?

You: nm, why?

Waiting with bated breath, you watch the text bubble pop up to notify he's typing.

Harrington 🙄: wya? lemme scoop you

Bingo.

You: im at home. how long do i have before you get here?

Harrington 🙄: bet. gimme 15 mins.

Your heart shouldn't be beating as fast as it is and you shouldn't be hopping around with joy like Snow White when she's singing to the birds, but like always Steve says jump and you say how high.

It should make you sick how he hasn't texted you in two weeks, only now asking to come get you so he can fuck. It should make you sick when you put on your brand new panties, that you may or may not have bought for just him. It should make you sick when you spritz yourself in his favorite perfume, growing flustered at the memory of him complimenting you for it.

All of it should make you sick to your stomach but that's not a possibility when he chose you. He chose you to keep going back to, he chose you to continue seeing and not one and done your ass. A twisted part of your brain is so convinced that he has some sort of feelings for you, the way you do for him. It's like a kaleidoscope, no matter how you twist or turn it, the colors are always so beautiful.

And if everyone wanted to tell you any different, all you had to do was show them the sparkling diamond necklace that hung from your chest. A thoughtful gift from the man they all claimed didn't have any love in his heart, even though you and everyone else knew it was a way to show his claim on you.

The familiar sound of Steve's blacked out Jeep pulling in your drive way makes your heart jump with excitement. Wasting no time, you dash down the drive, not wanting to keep him waiting any longer.

Pulling the door open you're met with the all too familiar scent of him, Ralph Lauren Ultra Blue swirling in your nose and going straight to your head.

He looks so good in his grey joggers, hugging his thick thighs that he knows drive you crazy. The white Hanes tee he wears is crisp, like he ironed it before putting it on. The sleeves wrap about his toned chest oh so perfectly causing some of his wild chest hair to poke out. To add the icing on the cake he's wearing that gold chain, that damn gold chain you loved looking at when he had you on your back.

"Hey trouble." White teeth flash in the darkness of the car, like the moon that's hung in the sky.

"Hi Stevie," You internally cringe at how needy it sounds, "how was work?" He gives you a small chortle at your question, still smiling that damn smile that could cure deceases.

"It was fine, had to cut the college's lawns. Ya know, the fun stuff." You nod your head at his answer, too nervous to even give a spoken response.

"Anyway, I thought we could take a ride down to lover's." It's said like it wasn't common knowledge already. Giving him a small okay, he leans over and places a quick peck on your lips, before putting the car into drive.

The ride to lover's lake from your house was a short seven minute drive but for some reason it felt like the roads were getting longer and longer. You want to jump out of the car, bile rising in your throat knowing how this is going to end. The heartbreak, the sadness you were gonna feel the minute he pulls out was already hitting you and it hasn't even happened yet.

His radio plays at a louder volume, The Weeknd's 'Try Me' bumping through the speakers.

You're the best I ever had

Baby girl, remind me, mind me

Let me now if it's on

And you know where to find me, find me

Havin thoughts you never had, yeah

You want to roll your eyes at the words but then again maybe he put this on because this is how he felt about you. The logical part of your brain tells you to get real but when you feel the fuzziness in your cheeks, your logic is all but ignored.

Maybe this time will be different, you think.

When he pulls onto the dirt path, he pulls the car under the big oak tree he always does. You wonder if this is where he brings all of his hookups but decide to push that though in the back of your head, not wanting to ruin the night.

"I missed you, trouble." Steve leans his back on the driver side door, watching you with those eyes you feel for all those months ago.

"And I bet you say that to all your little girlfriends." You jest back, making him roll his eyes dramatically.

"You and I both know that's not true." The low husky tone in his voice makes the fact he didn't deny the accusation of having other girls around, go down that much sweeter.

"You're all talk Harrington," You say seductively, leaning over the center console, "Why don't you show me how much you missed me?"

Steve's smile is wicked, pulling the keys out of the ignition, pointing you to get into the back. When you're settled in, he maneuvers ungracefully over the center console, making both of you laugh.

Sitting his body in the middle seat, you swing your leg over his lap, immediately locking your lips with his. Steve's not as rough as he usually is, taking his time like he's trying to memorize the way your mouth felt and tasted.

When you try to speed it up, he wraps his hand in your hair, yanking you off of him.

"Slow and steady, baby. We have all the time in the world." With your hair wrapped around his fist and his hard cock digging into your thigh, his voice is all but calm and sweet.

Moving back in to meet his lips, you match his energy. Rolling your hips slowly, you relish in the way he groans into your mouth. When you drag your hips over his again, you shudder with the way his hard on catches on your throbbing clit. Wetness starts to fill your panties, tummy tightening with want.

Steve's hands move to your hips, guiding your movement. Spit soaked lips leave yours, moving along your jaw down to your neck. Leaning your head up to the roof of the car, he takes that as invitation to massacre the tender skin.

He sucks hard, right where your vein pumps frantically with lust, leaving another mark for you to carry around. One more tattoo right on your heart that beats for him.

Pulling away, a thick finger grabs onto the chain that hides under the collar of your sweatshirt. The small diamond glittering softly in the darkness of the night.

"Look at my baby, wearing her present so proudly. Isn't that right?" It's cocky and it should make you shiver with an ick but it doesn't. It only fuels your delusions.

You hum in response, too dumb off of his kiss to even open your mouth.

"Nuh uh, I asked you a question." Moving your sight down to him, he's already looking up at you. His lips are shining, cheeks puffed from the smile that glitters up at you.

"Yes, daddy." A deep growl comes from the back of his throat, a feral look painting over him.

You pretty much get whiplash from how fast he rips off your sweatshirt, revealing the pretty lace bra in the color he adores so much on you. His lips suck harshly on the skin of your chest, leaving reminds of him for only you to see.

"Can I suck you off, daddy?" It's breathy and so desperate leaving your mouth, all that talk about not wanting to look needy right out the window.

When his head moves away from the valley of your cupped breasts, he looks like a kid on Christmas. Eyes twinkling with excitement, like he's been waiting for all year round to hear those words.

"Don't need to beg me now, trouble. It's all yours." The smirk that paints Steve's lips is devilish and if you were in the right headspace you'd scoff at his condescending tone. But right now he was giving you exactly what you wanted and you weren't about to complain.

Clambering off of his lap, you move into the seat next to him, kneeling down. You could double as a dog who waits patiently for their owner to drop their treat, tail wagging and heavily panting.

Steve lifts his hips pushing down his joggers and underwear in one go, his heavy cock jumping up in excitement, bouncing off of his stomach.

The saliva in your mouth pools, almost escaping through your slightly parted lips. Your metaphorical dog bone waiting in front of you but you can't have it until he tells you to, so you wait for him to get get comfy again.

Looking over at you, he raises an eyebrow as if to say 'well?', and that's all you need to hear to move forward, making sure to arch your back when you do.

You decide to tease him a bit, kitten licking the head before sliding your tongue up the prominent vein that sat on the underside. The feeling of him shuttering spurs you one even more, bringing a hand up to his heavy ball sack and gently running a finger over it. You can feel your panties being drenched even more with wetness, just from the thought of how he tastes.

As weird as it might sound, you loved Steve's dick. It was a good seven inches, with the slightest curve that made him hit that special spot every time. He was thick too, so thick you that he always needed to prep you with his three of his fingers before hand.

Bringing your head back to the tip, you dripple spit onto it, smearing it with the precum that's already beaded out. Ever so slowly, you take your hand and begin you jerk him at the base of it. Looking up at him, you can see him eyes closed, brows furrowed together, as his chest moves rapidly up and down.

Deciding that you can't wait any further, you put him in your mouth and start bobbing up and down. Not even halfway down his shaft and you begin to gag around him. Using your hand to take whatever your mouth can't, you move faster. The raunchy sounds of you slurping him up fill the small space of the car.

When Steve jolts his hips forward you can't help but choke, throat closing around him, making him moan deeply.

"I know but you can take it, right?" You do your best to nod your head with him in your mouth. You look up at him with glassy eyes, drool coming out both sides of your mouth, and he chuckles at you.

"So fuckin' pretty." Steve says breathlessly and you beam at the praise, going back to taking him further in your mouth.

You push through the want to gag, putting more and more of him in your mouth. You want to prove something to him, prove that no one else can make him feel like this and it seems to be working when he whines so loud it rings in your ears.

Pulling your hand off of the base, you cup his balls in your hand, messaging the sack gently in your hair. The heavy weight of his hand lands on the top of your head, once again yanking you by the hair.

You whine at the loss of his heavy cock in his mouth, pouting childishly at him when your at eye level with him again. He's panting hard, cheeks fleshed pink, and his hair messy from him running his hand through it.

"It was so good, honey," he breathes, "but I really wanna finish inside of you."

The sentence makes your belly burn even harder than before. Trying to move around in the cramped backseat is challenging, both of you pausing to laugh when your pants get caught on your foot awkwardly.

Once your leggings and panties are discarded somewhere on the floor, Steve takes his time admiring you. His gaze burns you with every movement of his eyes. Here you are, clumsily sprawled out for him in the backseat of his beloved Jeep.

Bringing a hand to your thigh, he rubs it up and down the skin, causing the skin to raise in goosebumps every time his finger would catch on the lip of your heat.

You whimper at him, raising your hips trying to meet his touch where you need him most. Tisking down at you, he shakes his head.

"What's the magic word?" He teases and you pout even harder.

"Please, Stevie? Need you." You say wetly, the burn of tears coming back in your eyes. Steve leans over you, so close that if you brought your head up just an inch, your noses would touch.

"The right answer was, 'Steve is the coolest', but I'll let it slide since you sound so cute." He whispers to you, placing a quick kiss to the tip of your nose.

The tip of his finger runs along your slit and you mewl at the feeling.

"Do you always get this wet, trouble? Or is this just for him." The smile pulled on is one like the joker. Sick and twisted and yet all you see is an angel from above.

"S'for you. S'always for you, daddy." It comes out like a slur, so drunk off of one little touch.

"That's my girl." It's more like a whisper when it comes out of his mouth.

His finger diving into the sticky mess that's been made in between your legs. Swirling his finger around your hole, spreading the wetness up to your bundle of nerves, moving in slow figure eights around it.

Steve hasn't even put a finger inside you yet and the lewd squelching of your pussy can probably be heard for miles. The feeling of him putting more pressure on your clit makes you jolt with pleasure. When the first finger breaches your hole, your eyes close in euphoria.

Even with just one of his fingers inside of you, it feels way better than anything else. The thickness of it stretching you further than two of yours could.

Still using his thumb to circle your clit, he pushes another finger in. Starting off slow, he pumps both into you, curling them up in a 'come hither' motion.

You're high off of him, off of the way his hands feel, and how good he's making you feel. All of that waiting and wondering when he'd reach out to you paying off in this very moment.

"You can take another one, right? You gonna take three of daddy's fingers like the good girl you are?" His voice is intoxicating and you drink it right up.

You nod your head, babbling 'please daddy' and 'more, more, more". He's eating it right up, the way he's got you dumb and he hasn't even fucked you yet.

Without another word, another thick finger joins the other two. This time he decides to go faster, hitting that spot you struggle to reach on your own. With his thumb still swirling around and now three fingers deep, you can feel the tightness in your stomach building.

You can feel your slick dripping down your ass onto the leather seat beneath you. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, legs pulling up from where he's sat between them, toes curling in a death grip.

"I'm gonna, fuck, I'm cumming," The sentence gets cut off with the air that's trapped in your throat.

His movements don't stop, guiding you through your orgasm. When the waves of your orgasm washes over you, your legs relax like they're filled with jelly, slobber running down the side of your face, and your chest moving unsteady as you try to catch your breath.

You hiss when he removes his hand from you, mourning the loss of feeling full. Moving his fingers to his lips, he sucks your juices off of them one at a time, releasing them with a pop when he's done.

Using his other hand, he brushes some of the hair that's sticking to your face with sweat behind your ear. Placing delicate kisses to your cheeks and forehead, he glances down at you. The harsh black that once enveloped his irises are now softened with a look that you have yet to decipher.

"You did such a good job for me, sweetheart." He coos at you, running his thumb along your jaw. "You okay? Need a break?"

"No, I'm okay Stevie." Your smile is nothing but pure happiness. Blame it on the after glow of your orgasm all you want, but the happiness is purely due to his attentiveness to you.

Placing one more kiss to your deprived lips, he moves his attention to his aching cock. Spitting into the palm of his hand, he jerks himself a few times before lining himself up to your entrance.

Pushing in gently, his tip breaches your hole and all the air is punched out of your lungs. Even with his prepping, you never seem ready for the real thing.

Going inch by inch, stopping every so often for you to catch your breath, he finally pushes all the way in. After waiting for the okay, he doesn't hesitate to pound into you.

You swear you can feel him in your stomach, reworking each and everyone of your organs, but you could careless when it feels this good. You want this feeling forever, the feeling of his weight on top of you, him spreading you out so well.

The gold chain that hangs from his freckled neck dangles in front of you, hypnotizing you with the way it moves back and forth. With all the strength you have, you watch him trying to remember how he looks when he's inside of you so when he ultimately ghosts you, you can close you eyes and imagine it.

Steve looks so beautiful like this, eyes closed tightly, browns pulling together, pink puffy lip tucked behind his straight teeth. You want to take a picture, hang it in a museum for all of the world to see, but this is for only you to see. Your own little memento for you to keep to yourself.

"Fuck you're so wet, hmph, and warm. Jesus" Steve grits out, bringing you back to reality.

Skin slapping off of skin echoes out, loud moans and groans making a lovely soundtrack just for you two.

"Shit, right there!" You cry out when his cock hits just perfectly on your cervix.

"Bullseye," He whispers to himself before ramming into you even harder than before.

Your mouth curls into an O shape, no words or sounds coming out. The feeling of your finger nails raking down his back backs him grunt loudly.

"You and this pussy are mine. Tell me you're mine." He demands but you can't do it, too overwhelmed with the way your stomach has started to tighten.

Because you don't answer right away, he snakes his hand down to your abused clit, circling it again causing you to jolt from overstimulation.

"Don't make me tell you again, trouble." He spits out.

"I'm yours Steve. S'yours." You shout, your orgasms approaching faster and faster.

"S'always gonna be mine, right? No one else?" He question and it sends your head reeling.

"Always yours, always fuck, yours." You're babbling now, tippy toeing on the brink of your release.

"Come on baby, cum for daddy. Cum on my cock." He pants, going faster and faster as he does.

Without argument, you're hurdled over the the edge, gushing and pulsing around Steve. He continues to fuck into you, chasing his own high now.

"Cum in me, daddy. Wanna feel it so bad." You coax, wanting to feel the warmth of his seed filling you up.

"I love how you feel, baby. You got, motherfuck, no idea." His strokes are starting to lose rhythm, sloppily moving as he continues.

"I love this pussy s'much. Fuckin' love yo-" Before he can finish his statement, he cums with a guttural moan.

Your mind goes blank, eyes snapping open with confusion. Was he about to say he loved you? Is that what he was going to say? Every single question runs through your mind while the boy in question is collapsed on top of you, breath choppy and erratic as he comes down.

After what feels like the world's longest minute, he removes himself off of you, pulling his dick out from your cunt. You whimper at the feeling, missing him even more than before.

Wordlessly, Steve pulls open the center consul and takes out a couple of napkins. Returning his attention to you, he wipes down the mess of you and his release off of you, causing you to shudder. He repeats 'sorry' over and over again as he does.

After that, he uses what's let to clean himself off before getting redressed. You move from your position on your back, sitting upright to ungracefully put your clothes back on. In the darkness of his car, you can't find the panties you were once wearing, deciding to forget about them and pull your leggings back on.

The blissful after glow that was once there is now demolished, a big elephant taking up most of the space now. When he moves back to the driver seat, you follow right behind him, planting yourself in the passenger.

Steve doesn't turn the car on just set, he just sits looking straight ahead through the clouded windshield to the darkness of the woods that sit in front of you. You want to say something, break up the awkwardness that sits between you two but you don't know what to even say.

It smells like sweat and sex, every window is fogged up with both of your hot breath, and the only sound that can be heard is the breaking of your heart.

You know he won't be back in two weeks, you know that his texts will stop rolling in, and that he'll eventually find someone to fill your spot. The bloodshed that's now left, of whatever this was, now fills the backseat of his car. A crime scene that will haunt him every time he looks in the rearview mirror, a murder by his own hands.

This cat and mouse game isn't fun anymore for Steve, not when he's lost at his own game. You're the cause of his demise, the girl that's broken through all his barriers.

Unbeknownst to you, you're all that Steve thinks about. Every morning, noon, and night, it's you that is on his mind. The months of seeing you, feeling you, the taste of you, were killing him softly. Steve didn't buy gifts for other girls, yeah he fucked around, but he never kept one around the way he did with you and he surely didn’t fuck them raw the way he does with you.

Steve was falling for you, opening himself up in such a vulnerable way that it scared him. He stopped the late night drive going nowhere, switching it to strictly going to lover's lake. The talks that he had with you, all the times you made each other laugh, were now replaced with short answers. Meeting up with you almost all the time now became once every couple of weeks.

You were the one thing, the one person Steve wanted and needed in his life but he couldn't give into it. He was a bad person, an asshole who turned good people into shells of themselves, and out of everyone he couldn't ruin you. He wouldn't ruin you.

Putting the keys into the ignition, he turns the car on, headlights illuminating the trees around you. Cracking the windows, he lets the cool air sweep the scent of you out of his car. Putting the car in drive, he presses down on the gas as hard as he can, taking off of in a flash.

The car ride home is silent, only the hum of his music can be heard with the whooshing of the wind. Anxiety fills your body, picking and pulling the skin around your nails with your teeth.

The loud ding of his phone rings out, a notification popping up on the Apple radio screen. Your heart cracking when you see it.

IMessage:

Jess💦: Still coming over?

Taking his phone out of the cupholder, his eyes are still trained on the road. As he pulls up to the red light, he types out something quickly and then puts it back down.

Another ding is heard and another notification pulls up on the larger screen.

IMessage:

Jess💦: See you soon daddy

Tears fall quietly from your eyes, your heart now completely shattered in the front seat of his car. You should've know, you did know and you still did it. You let your naïve heart believe that maybe you could change him, and you ended up looking like the idiot everyone said you were.

You can't even be mad because they were right, you were a goddamn idiot to think Steve Harrington loved you, let alone liked you enough to change.

More tears fall onto your cheeks, the burning feeling of a choked sob sits in the back of your throat. It feels like everything that could've went wrong, did just that.

The cold nip of the night air can't compete with the way your veins have frozen over and your heart slowly turning into a lump of coal. When he pulls in front of your house, he puts it in park and looks over at you.

“So,” he hesitates, “do you need money for a plan b?”

Your mouth hangs low in shock and he’s looking at you cluelessly. Scoffing at him you pull the handle to the door open.

“Don’t worry Harrington, I’m on birth control.” Putting a foot onto the ground, you got to get out, pausing turning your head back to him.

“Not like the world needs another you in it.”

Getting out of the car, you slam the door so hard you're surprised the glass doesn't shatter.

This was the end of whatever you and Steve were, him being the one to cut that pesky string that kept you close to him. Steve Harrington has changed you, a hateful person now replacing the sweet girl he loved so much.

The girl that Steve Harrington loves was now dead and Steve Harrington was now dead to you.

Thank you all for reading. The ending is rushed but we won't speak on that lmao. Love you all <3

#steve harrington #steve stranger things #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington angst #steve harrington smut #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington blurb #modern!steve harrington #steve harrington x fem #steve harrington x fem!reader

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lafeeverte-sims · 2 years ago

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💐 4t2 florist set 💐

i've been wanting to get an (ideally 4t2) alternative for the flower arranging station for a while now, and the newest kit gave me the final kick i needed. i wanted something that would maybe look less out of place in an average sim's shed, so maybe just a potting table and a shelf instead of a fridge? and then i decided i might as well make something for more professional florists, so i separated some clutter from the mws flower truck (including the little flower bags that i just realized i instead call 'baskets' throughout the entire post and in the files, just ignore that). it didn't really have any recolors except for 3 different frames for the chalkboard thingy, so i made some quick recolors for some of the items too (i sort of picked the colors at random, not following any wood system or anything, feel free to recolor whatever you want).

more info and pics under the cut! lmk if there are any issues!

🌷 download: 🌷 merged [SFS] 🌷 unmerged [SFS] 🌷

credits: ea

edit: @tvickiesims updated the flower arranging station to be compatible with @picknmixsims’ crafting skills mod, you can get the updated file here. thanks, @tvickiesims!

first of all the workbench:

two subsets (shelf and table), all the original ts4 swatches which i didn't include here bc im lazy; hobby>misc $875. requires OFB!

i went for an empty shelf so you can put whatever you want there with omsps (it doesnt have slots), or, if you don't feel like arranging a bunch of flowers or whatever but dont want an empty shelf, i rearranged the original ts2 flowers and included them so you can just put them over (or under, as they act like a rug) the shelf. they're also in hobby>misc, $10.

unlike the original ts2 version it doesn't have a door to open, so the animation gets a bit wonky:

tbh it's not something i particularly care about so, eh.

then there's some bouquets to put on top of counters (or wherever else); only one swatch as it didn't have recolors and i didn't feel like making any for this, deco>misc $250:

next, wall deco, i put everything on a single tile even if some of this stuff is bigger than that, hopefully this works better for people who have to use omsps!

there's a shop sign and some display bouquets, again with no recolors, both in deco>wall &250:

some boards with ribbons, single subset and 6 swatches (one ts4 original + some quick custom ones by me), deco>wall $250:

next, flower baskets either as a single copy or a set of four, deco>wall, the single one is $60 and the set is $240. both versions have two subsets (flowers and basket) and 6 swatches of the baskets, but the single also has 6 colors of flowers, while the set only has two (a mixed colorful swatch and a fully white one).

and finally, some chalkboard + plant deco that i didn't know what to name, deco>wall $250; two subsets (frame and plant) and 5 recolors each (3 ea ones for the frame and the rest is custom)

#4t2 #4t2cc #s2cc #ts2cc

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upslapmeal · 1 year ago

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Notes from the Taskmaster 16x10 recording

The last two episode recordings I went to, I meant to make comprehensive notes when I got home afterwards that I would be able to look back at and post when the episode aired. I did not, in fact, end up doing that. So this time I was determined to have lots of notes, and made them on the go in the breaks in recording. However. They were made in a rush and I never went back through them to pad them out (you'd really think I would have learned by now). So instead of just having to rely on my memory, I ended up with an almost coded list of words and phrases that it's taken me pretty much 2 weeks to sit down and decipher lol. So with that said:

the pre-episode Greg-Alex entertainment was Greg getting Alex to sing a song about a recent news story to the tune of a song suggested by the audience - in this case it was Trump's lawsuit (the one in May 2023 since there are...a few) to the tune of Wuthering Heights

Alex really went for the whole live thing, and was constantly referring to it throughout the episode

when the contestants came onstage, I obviously first saw Sam in his bright colours and blond hair

we were right on the back balcony and my first impression from that distance was that he kinda looked like Jamie Laing lol

Greg made a passing comment about how he's been dressing in grey but I was completely taken by surprise when the vt rolled and he looked completely different!

I had assumed he'd actually buzzed his hair and didn't realise it was a wig until the ep aired

Sue made comments throughout the episode about how Sam looked like Dahmer

Lucy's prize task story, unsurprisingly, went on for ages and included a whole story about the holiday they went on that I tragically cannot remember

I was so glad they didn't cut 'untaffled' because I looked through my notes before again before watching the episode and couldn't for the life of me remember what she'd said

Greg's said that his immediate response to naked Alex in the prize task was that he was 'smooth like an eel'

After Julian's prize task there was a discussion about how people wanted to be buried, and at one point (I wish I could remember the conversation leading up to this) either Greg or Alex said they would be buried 'together forever in the Victoria monument'

There was a whole long debate about whether Sam intended to use nature as part of his doughnut task, and whether the bird toppling Ms Doughnut to her death should be counted

Greg told Sam to 'convince me to give you 3 points'

Sam went on talking about how amazing nature is and how we're all connected and at one point said 'consider the statistics.....3000' (I'm 99% sure this is what he said and I didn't just forget the rest of the quote)

Julian's exercise name was absolutely not a one-off, to the point they started running a 'cunt count' for the episode

Sue talked about how she had recently had an ADHD diagnosis, and that she kept viewing tasks holistically rather than paying attention to the details. This was specifically in relation to the exercise where she just did the same thing 4 times

I'm not sure if we saw the full extended version of Hotel Taskmaster, but we definitely saw a cut that included more than the aired version (though tbh I think they do that for most tasks and I just noticed this one bc we got the extended version)

We got an 'I put it to you' from Greg that Alex-as-Qrs looked genuinely cool

Lucy described Alex as having 'tight metallic buns' which Greg later referred to as his 'robot arse'

I cannot stress how much of a breakdown Susan had in the studio about the forks and marbles - you get a glimpse in the episode but that was nothing!

Susan also took AGES to do her throw in the live task - she kept on being about to throw before being interrupted, or saying her arms were too short, or that she needed a wee, or having a fit of giggles, and the longer it went the worse it got lol

Greg and Alex also had a go at it, and Sue wanted another go without the pressure. Greg and Sue got the ball in but Alex didn't

Don't ask me to remember the context, but at one point during the record, Greg told a story about someone he knew (whose name he said he would tell the others backstage) who would have sex in a cow mask and would demand 'LOOK AT ME!!!'. Anyway that was referred back to a few times in the ep

When Sam was given the trophy he just stood near-motionless with it for what felt like ages before we got to the hugs and everything

And now we enter the magical world of ~what on earth was this note referring to~ where I just hope someone else who was there (@politicalprocrastinator how's your memory?) sees this and can fill me in on what I've forgotten:

At some point around the prize / first task I wrote 'correct dog guess'. Whose dog? What was being guessed? Absolutely no idea

At some point there was a joke about the 'former Prime Minister', I think the idea being that by the time the episode aired we'd inevitably have a new PM? but I honestly can't remember

Someone called someone else submissive in a way notable enough for me to have written 'submissive' as a one-word bullet point, but not notable enough for me to actually remember

And now three bullet points which I will present in their original form:

Birthday

Bum hole in back

Get in bath

#posted on reddit so I thought I'd put it here too #taskmaster #ramblings

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auspicioustidings · 1 year ago

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Price finding an unaccounted for hostage while clearing a terrorist base

(I feel like I’ve read this from you before but with Ghost??? I really hope that was you bc if not that’s slightly embarrassing that I can’t remember 😵‍💫)

Fear not it was indeed me! Now in that universe Price did have a story as to how he got himself a wife so let's say this is a different universe entirely! And oh go on sure I'll make Price less of a kidnapper and more of a handsome hero figure <3

Very Bad, No Good Day

Words: 700ish

Captain John Price would not have hesitated to shoot you. You were in a terrorist hideout, there was no mention of any other civilians and honestly? You were a little too soft and doe-eyed to seem like anything but a trap. He swept the room before even considering going near you, in risk assessment mode. Nobody else here, hastily cleared out safe and then you handcuffed to the radiator with a rag tied around your mouth.

On the balance of probability it was likely you were not a terrorist once he had taken it all in. Wouldn’t make sense to leave you behind, too much of a wild gambit to try and honey trap one of his. Price had met honeytraps before, they did not tend to be thick women in their 30s and as he got closer he could very much see how soft and terrified you were. Poor thing.

Still, he could not rule out a trap entirely so he called it in and then searched you with firm hands and a gentle explanation.

“Need to confirm you’ve not got any weapons then we can get you somewhere safe.”

Fuck you were quite the dream woman weren’t you? He kept it tactical even as he felt around and found you very much had hips that begged his fingers to sink into them. Where the hell had this useless lot of criminals found a thing like you? He probably should have been more thorough before he took the rag from your mouth but he was busy trying to scold himself into not getting too handsy.

“Give me the quick version. Who are you, why are you here?”

You blurted out everything in a rapid fire babbling. Your name, your very bad no good day as the unluckiest postie in the entire world who had just been trying to do her job and deliver a package. You probably cried at him too much about it, maybe went too into detail about how mean your boss was and all the names he kept calling you and how he always gave you ridiculously hard routes rather than giving you a standard one like everyone else.

“Slow down luv, you’re fine. Deep breath.”

You tried, hard not to when this man was the one asking. He was like something out of a trashy romance novel, all gruff and handsome and commanding. For his part Price was doing a stellar job of not letting his face give away the massive ‘oops’ he had made. You were here because they had planned it that way. They had sent a package that was supposed to raise alarm bells, get everyone agitated and sloppy. He had not considered the idiots would think to blame the fucking postie for it.

It was outrageous how he took a little sharp pin from one of his pockets and picked the lock on your handcuffs. Should that have been as attractive as it was? You were absolutely sure you fell entirely in love with the man when he pulled you to your feet, showing off how strong he was (tactical on his part, contrary to what his team may believe John Price was not bad at flirting, he was merely subtle). Should he save it for when you were not being rescued from an active terrorist base? Maybe. But even if his team may be muppets they were muppets he trusted to have done their jobs when they gave him the all clear, letting him relax just a little.

He had fully intended on asking you out only you beat him to it, seeing if he might like to get a coffee as you were wrapped in a blanket with a medic checking over you.

A week later you had coffee. A fortnight and you got your back absolutely blown out over his office desk. It took 6 months for you to move in together (he had asked after 1, you had at least tried to take things slow). A year to the day you met he got down on one knee and you crashed into him with delight with a yes spilling from your lips.

Many years and several very fat and happy babies later you thought back on it and decided maybe it had not been a very bad, no good day after.

#mhairiwrites #cod #price x reader #john price x reader #Early's agenda of making everyone aware that Price loves himself a fat broad is fully working btw

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shitsecurityguards · 24 days ago

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OKAY THE AU GUIDE IS FINALLY DONE. it's very long so it's going under read more. there will probably be edits added at some point bc things keep changing

AU INFO

This version combines the characters of the original Rebornica AU, the canon FNAF lore, and a lot of bullshit I made up because I like having fun. The canon FNAF lore is mostly in place, though some of it is delayed until later in the timeline.

The AU takes place in the modern day instead of the 1980s-2000s. The new pizzeria is in the same location as the FNAF 1 location, but it’s decades later and there’s new animatronics: The Rockstar animatronics + Rockstar Mangle, the Security Puppet, Balloon Boy and JJ. Corporate put all of the budget into them so that they’d have experimental AI personalities and be able to react and respond to things independently + in character (like the animatronics in Security Breach). During the day, they act like they’re alive, though at night the ghosts of the dead children interfere with their programming and use them as vessels to go after the guards. They also contain reused parts of the animatronics before them, and so they have some vague residual memories of their past iterations, though they feel more like dreams.

The ghosts of the missing children are not fully conscious and are missing a lot of their memories, including who killed them. They know it was an adult, and vaguely suspect it was a security guard, but really they would attack any adult if they were there at night. They tend to react very negatively to the color purple, and on Vincent’s night shifts will go after him harder than the others, though they aren’t conscious of why. Since they’re mainly running on instinct and emotion, they can’t put the pieces together of what happened to them.

William and Vincent are not the same person, and neither are Mike Schmidt and Michael Afton. Additionally, Jeremy, Fritz and Phone Guy exist in the present day instead of the 80s-90s.

The guards also have different ages compared to the og AU, and are all within a 10 year age span.

The couples that are canon are Mike/Doll and Chris/Vixen, also Vincent and Mahogany are exes. I know ppl want that purplephone yaoi but I think the original dynamic they have where Vincent has a weird sexual crush on Scott and Scott prays that he dies every night before bed is too compelling to give up. Also I want that purple guy but we aren’t getting into that here

There’s 3 humanoid species in this au: Humans (Mike, Chris, Fritz, Doll, Boss, Mahogany), Objectheads (Scott), and Huemans (GET IT GET IT GET IT. anyways Vincent, Vincent’s parents, William Afton, Michael Afton). As for Jeremy, umm I’m not totally sure what his deal is but he is a human, just like a strange subsection of human. Listen there’s not a lot of logic going on I’m just working with the cards I’ve been dealt

LORE GUIDE

All of the FNAF lore is just about the same until William Afton’s death. After the FNAF 2 restaurant, instead of dismantling the animatronics and being trapped inside of Springtrap, William Afton decided to lay low for a while. During this time period, his younger half brother and his wife were killed (who could’ve done that?), and as the closest living relative, William ended up reluctantly adopting Vincent, their 8 year old son. It turns out Vincent has the same murderous tendencies, and so William takes him under his wing, teaching him both about murder and the animatronics.

William took him to the 2000s iteration of the original Freddy’s location a lot. There, Vincent met Mahogany, who was there a lot since her dad owned it, and they became friends. On one occasion, Vincent met Mike and tricked him into going up to Foxy, which led to Mike being bitten, which damagedmhis frontal lobe. The Schmidts and Fazbear Entertainment settled out of court, and all of the money Mike’s family won went to his medical bills.

William and Vincent lived well together as a weird freaky family unit for years until William eventually decided to finally go and dismantle the animatronics. After destroying them, he was cornered by the spirits and killed inside of Springtrap in the safe room. The spirits were freed and passed on, and the room was boarded up without anyone finding William’s body.

With his uncle suddenly missing, Vincent had to drop out of school and get his GED in order to become independent and avoid the foster system. Him and Mahogany started dating, and she accidentally got pregnant. Vincent didn’t want the baby because he was 18 and also already hated kids, but Mahogany decided to keep the baby, so they ended up breaking up and settled into a friends with benefits situation instead while Vincent was also an absent father to Violet, their daughter.

After a few years of goofing off and living off his inheritance, Vincent finally started seriously looking for his uncle and got a job with Mahogany’s help at Freddy’s as a security guard. A lot of sneaking around later, and he found Springtrap in the boarded off safe room. Him and his uncle were finally reunited, but William was very pissy about the whole “I’ve been dead inside this suit for years and you never found me” situation and Vincent’s an asshole so he started teasing him about it. Ultimately, Vincent realized that his uncle was a lost cause and now it was his turn to continue his legacy, so he ditched William there to go kill people.

Soon after, Scott got hired to replace the other security guard, and so him and Vincent alternated between day and night shifts week by week. They didn’t see each other super often because of this, but when they did, they got along well. That was until Vincent developed a crazy psychosexual crush on Scott and scared the shit out of him to the point that Scott started avoiding him.

Mike at that point had just barely managed to graduate high school. His brain damage caused him a lot of issues that had made school difficult, and as Mike started trying to find and keep a job, he found that those same issues were affecting that too. After meeting Doll again and successfully getting them to go out with him, Mike pushed himself harder to retain a job so that he would be able to treat them well. Still, he struggled to find steady work due to his lack of experience and intolerance to the poor working conditions he often found himself in.

Mahogany brought Violet to Freddy’s frequently and would sometimes leave her there if she had something important to do since she figured it was safe. Vincent, being a shit dad, avoided her like the plague. It was very awkward when they interacted, especially since he was somehow dodging child support for years at that point. By the time she was 8 and he was 26, Vincent had already become a full fledged serial killer, but he still hadn’t fulfilled his duty to continue his uncle’s legacy and perform a copycat killing. Eventually, he decided to kill two birds with one stone. He tricked Violet into bringing her friends into the Parts and Services room, where he then drugged them and put them into the suits, which killed them when activated. Eventually Vincent did remove the bodies from the animatronics since he knew that they would inevitably be found if he kept them there, but the gruesome deaths imprinted the children’s ghosts to the respective animatronics they died in. The bodies were never found and Vincent was never caught, but the restaurant did shut down for a while due to the missing kids. Mahogany also stopped talking to Vincent after seeing how apathetic he seemed to be about Violet’s death, though she did not suspect him.

After the press coverage of the missing children settled down, Boss reopened the pizzeria with significantly more security and hired Mike, Jeremy and Fritz. Chris was also hired at the reopening since the other janitor quit. The hope was that the added security would bring customers back, and while many did return, some were lost to the competing Chuck E Cheese down the road.

Now the five guards change shifts on a weekly basis, with four working various areas of the pizzeria during the day shift and one working the night shift.

The ghosts of the children are confused, but also have realized how to override the animatronics’ AI and use them as vessels. They tend to go dormant during the day to preserve energy, though at night they go after whoever is on duty. The animatronics themselves do not remember what they do when possessed and are very confused why the guards don’t like them/are scared of them.

MIKE SCHMIDT

Mike is 26, uses he/him, and is a cis man + pansexual

He stays at Freddy’s because it’s the best job he can get and hold. His partner, Doll, is the main breadwinner, and while Mike doesn’t mind that, he does want to contribute as much as he can financially.

Typically, Mike appears to be very irritable and unfriendly. However, while he does have a temper, he is actually pretty outgoing and gets along well with a lot of his coworkers, even those that piss him off (Scott and Vincent). Mike also enjoys puns and pranks, much to his coworkers’ dismay.

In his free time, Mike enjoys collecting Pokemon and baseball cards. He also goes to the gym on his days off. Mike wishes he had more free time so he could volunteer at an animal rescue, but right now he’s got a lot going on.

As a child, Mike was bitten by the older Foxy animatronic and sustained damage to his frontal lobe that resulted in him struggling with his emotional regulation, impulsivity and short attention span. Because of this, Mike did very poorly in school and struggled to keep a job before working at Freddy’s. His brain suppressed the memory of the attack and he doesn’t know that he was bitten at the same place he works, nor that Vincent was the reason it happened, but his hatred of Foxy stems from the subconscious memory of the bite.

Mike loves Jeremy, even if he isn’t the most outwardly affectionate with him. He’s one of the reasons Mike stayed at the job, since he was so worried about Jeremy’s safety. Over time, they’ve grown very close, and Mike sees him as a younger brother. While not as close, Mike is also very good friends with Chris, and feels a certain kind of everyman kinship with him, like they can sit around and talk about how weird and ridiculous everything is together. His relationship with Vincent is a bit more complicated, he’s like his shitty annoying freaky friend that he hates but also likes hanging out with. He’s the one that Mike goes to the bar with even though Vincent doesn’t even drink and sometimes gets him to do stupid shit. Him and Fritz are chill, although he has trouble following what he’s talking about sometimes and often has to stop him from actively putting himself in danger with the animatronics. To him, Fritz is definitely the most normal of all of the other guards, though. Scott pisses him off because he tells him about people dying in the restaurant all the time. Also, Mike’s first week was night shift and when he heard the fourth night’s tape he thought Scott died, and when he saw Scott the next week on day shift and found out he just had to get a couple stitches he totally freaked out on him. As time has gone on and he’s gotten to know Scott more, he’s tried to be more patient with him.

Mike is engaged to Doll and is absolutely head over heels with them. The two went to high school together but never really talked. They officially started talking at the library Doll used to work at, and he began going and pretending to read just so he could talk to them. Eventually, he worked up the nerve to ask them out, and they happily agreed. For a while, Mike struggled with insecurities in their relationship, mainly that he saw himself as not good enough or smart enough for Doll. Impulsively, he broke up with them, but quickly realized he made a mistake and fixed things. Five years later, they’re finally engaged and live together in Doll’s late grandmother’s house. Over time, Mike’s insecurities have dwindled, though his main concern now is that something may happen to him on the night shift. The two would like to have a baby once they’re married, but Mike wants to make sure he’ll be there for his family and not in a suit. For now, they’re considering a dog.

Originally, Mike HATED working at Freddy’s. However, as he’s gotten to know his coworkers and learned how to handle the night shift, he’s slowly grown to tolerate it. The animatronics still piss him off and he doesn’t like having to drag kids off of the stage, but it pays better than other jobs he’s had and at least his coworkers are kind of fun.

Mike has accidentally fallen face first into the secrets of the pizzeria. When he first got hired, he thought it was just a job he’d have to deal with for the paycheck. Now he goes to bed thinking about how there’s definitely ghosts and also the animatronics might be gaining sentience. However, Mike is not the most articulate guy, and so whenever he tries to tell anyone about his theories, he just sounds really nuts. Chris is his go to guy for crazy talk since he’s the most level headed of everyone at Freddy’s and will sit through his often nonsensical rants.

He is a pissy asshole at work but then he goes home and sees Doll and goes puppy mode. That man can act as macho as he wants but he is very soft for Doll

Mike doesn’t have a favorite animatronic (he hates them all), and his least favorite is Rockstar Foxy.

JEREMY FITZGERALD

Jeremy is 20, uses he/him, and is a cis man + aroace

Despite being terrified of his job, Jeremy stays on because he needs the money to afford rent and his online asynchronous college courses.

Jeremy’s already anxious demeanor is amplified at Fazbear’s, where the screaming children and murderous animatronics do nothing to soothe his nerves. He tends to be shy when first meeting people and takes time to open up to others, though when he does, Jeremy is a very kind and considerate friend.

His schedule is usually hectic between his job and his classes, but in between, he loves watching anime, collecting manga and figurines, doing arts and crafts, and occasionally streaming himself playing games. He really loves Sailor Moon, Vocaloid, and Sanrio.

When Jeremy first met Mike, he was scared of him, but as he got to know Mike and understand him better, he came to see him as an older brother/protector. Since Fritz and Chris are the closest to his age, Jeremy tends to hang out with them a lot. He relies on Scott for help a lot of the time and appreciates his assistance, but also is kind of intimidated by him since he’s so tall and has seniority. As for Vincent, he’s scared of him, but occasionally they can find common ground.

Jeremy isn’t originally from the area, but moved from another state to get away from his father. Originally, he struggled to make rent and feed himself, but after working at Freddy’s and meeting Fritz, the two moved into a new apartment together. Now Jeremy can make rent and has enough left over to take online college classes. Jeremy appreciates that Fritz will watch his shows with him, and in return he does his best to help with Fritz’s furby customizations.

Despite being scared of the other animatronics, Jeremy absolutely adores the Security Puppet. He thinks it’s absolutely adorable and he spends a lot of his day watching it. Jeremy has a soft spot for clowns and porcelain dolls, so the Puppet’s design is absolutely perfect to him.

He finds a lot of comfort in “girly” things since his experiences with masculinity growing up were very negative. When in new environments or when meeting new people, he tends to be a little shy about this aspect of himself. Thankfully the pizzeria’s environment is one where he feels safe to openly talk about his interests. Jeremy also tends to be very nervous around hypermasculine men, though his friendship with Mike has helped him work on managing those anxieties.

It’s not to the same extreme as Vincent’s love of toast, but Jeremy does really like lemons and lemon flavored things.

Jeremy’s favorite animatronic is the Security Puppet, and his least favorite is Rockstar Chica.

FRITZ SMITH

Fritz is 22, uses he/him, and is a trans man + aroace

Out of all of the guards, Fritz is the most enthusiastic about his job. He loves the animatronics, even if they try to kill him all the time. He rationalizes it as their security programming, and how can he be mad at them for that?

Fritz is a friendly guy, though he does have some trouble navigating conversations without relying on his interests for discussion topics. He finds that the animatronics are easier to talk to since he doesn’t have to worry about the same social cues and norms as he does with real people. Typically, he tends to get caught up in the fun atmosphere of the pizzeria, and his love of the characters and arcade games can often distract him from his actual job as a security guard.

Luckily for Fritz, his special interest in robotics— especially the Fazbear Entertainment animatronics— is a part of his job. He does mainly collect and study Fazbear related things, but he isn’t fully loyal to the brand, and does also enjoy Chuck E Cheese, though he’d never tell his coworkers that. He also enjoys video games and collecting furbies.

Fritz mainly hangs out with Jeremy and Chris since he has the most in common with them. Him and Vincent both know a lot about the Fazbear Entertainment franchise and its history, but Vincent’s tendency to refute Fritz’s statements with uncited sources irks him. Fritz appreciates Mike’s concern for his safety, though he wishes he would trust him more with the animatronics. As for Scott, he thinks he’s a cool guy, even though Scott keeps telling him to get back to work when he’s stationed in the arcade.

After working at Freddy’s and meeting Jeremy, Fritz finally was able to move out of his parents’ house. Growing up with 5 sisters, living with Jeremy is a very nice change for him. Fritz usually cooks for both of them, and in return Jeremy drives him everywhere (Fritz can’t drive). On Jeremy’s night shift week, Fritz tends to sleep on the couch so he can make sure Jeremy gets home.

Fritz’s favorite animatronic is Rockstar Chica (she’s always been his favorite character), and his least favorites are Balloon Boy and JJ.

SCOTT

Scott is 30, uses he/him, and is a cis man + heteroromantic demisexual

He’s in the books as a security guard, but in reality he’s also had a management position thrust onto him since Boss can't be bothered to actually run his pizzeria and he refuses to pay a manager. He stays at Freddy’s because he’s been there for years at this point and he’s just kind of used to the terrible conditions.

Like the phone calls in the first two games, Scott comes off as awkward and a bit too nonchalant about the terrible and often morbid circumstances of the job. In fact, he has a strange fascination with Freddy Fazbear’s violent history, which often unnerves his coworkers. However, Scott does try to be friendly, even if he isn’t the most charismatic, and does his best to help his coworkers as much as he can.

Scott is politely and respectfully fighting gay allegations left and right. He likes cashmere sweaters and infinity scarves, he goes to a cooking class with a bunch of single moms once a week, he has a bonsai tree that he shapes, he drinks iced lattes and he watches The Real Housewives of New Jersey. However, to everyone’s surprise (Mike and Vincent especially), Scott is actually on the market for a girlfriend, and even goes on dates sometimes. Of course, Mike and Vincent wear disguises and spy on him in the restaurant, because what else would they do? NOT see what Scott is like on a date with a woman?

Scott’s an objecthead, so he’s biomechanical. His head is a functioning phone and works on the same pulse system as a regular rotary phone (reference below), it’s just also got some blood and nerves and brain in there. Think of the plastic exterior of the phone as like an external skull— if you touched it, it’d feel to him like if someone touched your tooth or something. There’s feeling, but it’s kind of dull. He talks out of the phone, but I like the idea that when he eats he unscrews the speaker part of the phone and that’s where the food goes. Let Scott be freaky 2025!!!

Vincent is Scott’s weird frenemy who he has been rejecting the advances of for years. They’ve been working together the longest, and are both Fazbear veterans, which has naturally made them gravitate to one another even if they don’t usually get along. Scott wants to be Mike’s friend, but finds that he’s always saying the wrong things to him without meaning to. Seeing as Jeremy and Fritz are significantly younger than him, Scott does feel the need to coddle them, even when they may not necessarily need it. It’s not that he thinks they’re incapable of doing it on their own so much as he projects his own anxieties onto them and as a result feels responsible for their safety and peace of mind.

Scott is fairly neutral about the animatronics. He doesn’t really resent them for trying to stuff him into a suit since he thinks it’s just their endoskeleton recognition malfunctioning, and while he is interested in their murderous tendencies, he certainly doesn’t like that they do that. He’s fine with interacting with them during the day shift, though.

Scott’s favorite animatronic is Rockstar Foxy, and his least favorite is the Security Puppet (he thinks it’s freaky looking).

VINCENT BISHOP

Vincent is 28, uses he/him, and is a genderqueer man, arospec + identifies as somewhere between gay and bi so he uses both labels

He’s worked at Freddy’s the longest at a whopping 7 years (since he was 21), so he knows the place like the back of his hand. Originally, he took the job in an effort to find his uncle after his disappearance, but after finding him in the sealed off back room, he decided to continue his uncle’s work at the new restaurant. He really hates the children, the noise and the crowds, but he can’t imagine working anywhere else.

It can often be difficult to understand Vincent due to how unpredictable he is. His moods change like the seasons, usually based on who he’s working with and how busy the restaurant is. Some days he is clingy, obnoxious and flirty, while other days he is standoffish and silent. What does stay consistent, though, is the aura of secrecy that surrounds him.

No one seems to know what Vincent’s hobbies are, and for good reason. After all, he does his best to keep his stalking, murdering and disemboweling under wraps. He does have some normal interests, though, and enjoys reading, journaling, and playing the piano. He also has an extensive collection of knives and vintage Fazbear merchandise.

Like Scott, Vincent isn’t a human, he’s a HUEman :D His all white eyes and teeth are visible in the dark, and he can see well in darkness. He’s also extremely flexible, even for what he is, and can turn his head 270 degrees like an owl. Freaky man yayayayayayay

Vincent tends to have very intense and destructive relationships with other people which in part is due to his tendency to see others as toys rather than people. Mike is the only person he considers a friend, even though he doesn’t regret tricking him into getting bit at all. He’s the closest thing Vincent has ever had to a normal relationship, and is the only person Vincent will hang out with voluntarily outside of work. Scott is a bit more complicated. They started as casual friends when Scott first got hired, but then Vincent developed a weird creepy interest in Scott that caused a huge rift between them. The intensity and creepiness of it has waned a bit over the years, but Vincent still makes it known that he is dtf. Him and Mahogany have a long history of dating, breaking up, being friends with benefits, and finally avoiding each other after Violet’s death, though Vincent does still try to hit on her sometimes to no avail. Jeremy and Fritz don’t really matter at all to him, but he does find them amusing to tease.

Overall, Vincent is not inclined to form connections with others. It’s much easier for him to study people from the sidelines— or sometimes the bushes— than to go through all of the work of trying to make them like him. Outside of work, he doesn’t talk to anyone (besides Mike) unless it’s part of some plan to kill them.

The only exception is Vincent’s uncle, who was the only person he ever really cared about. Since William was also a killer, Vincent developed a genuine love for his uncle and felt for the first and only time that he could be open with him. His best memories are of his childhood with his uncle, about learning from him and going to Freddy Fazbears together. However, William’s miserable state in Springtrap has made their relationship warp, and now Vincent sees him just as another toy.

Vincent doesn’t do anything that might make him inebriated (drinking, drug use) because he’s paranoid he’ll let something slip and get caught. When he goes to bars with Mike, he usually just drinks water.

Yes, he loves toast. Autistic W

Vincent’s favorite animatronic is Golden Freddy (he’s hidden him away in storage), and his least favorite is the Security Puppet (makes his murder plans harder).

CHRIS

Chris is 21, uses he/him, and is a trans man + gynosexual

Freddy’s isn’t his ideal job (he’d like to become a tattoo artist), but it pays for his student loans from art school. Still, he tries to see the bright side of the situation, and does his best to stay positive.

Overall, Chris is a chill guy, and is definitely the most normal one in that damn pizzeria. He’s not apathetic to the crazy shit going on, but he also doesn’t take it all that seriously. Sure, there may be killer animatronics and ghosts, but when he clocks out none of that is coming home with him. Of course, when Mike shows up on his doorstep with some batshit theory about the animatronics, he’s totally going to listen.

Chris enjoys drawing (usually either tattoo designs or comics), doing street art and skateboarding in his free time. He also listens to a lot of Weezer.

Mike is his work bestie, and Chris thinks he’s super amusing to hang out with. He also hangs out with Jeremy and Fritz a lot though since they’re around his age and chill enough. Chris doesn’t really interact much with Scott or Vincent, but from what Mike tells him they’re total weirdos.

Chris has a girlfriend named Vixen, but they don’t live together. He lives in a shitty apartment by himself.

Part of his job as janitor entails cleaning off Rockstar Mangle since part of her gimmick is that kids can draw on her with erasable markers. Sometimes it can be a pain, but Chris has also developed a love for Mangle as a result of the time they’ve spent together.

Chris’ favorite animatronic is Rockstar Mangle, and his least favorites are Balloon Boy and JJ.

DOLL SCHMIDT

Doll is 27, uses they/them, and is nonbinary + androsexual.

They work as an archivist at a museum.

They’ve encouraged Mike to quit his job in the past since he hated it and it was dangerous, but they eventually stopped pressing him when Mike stopped actively despising his job.

Doll has ankylosing spondylitis, which they use a walker for.

They went to Freddy’s a few times when they were younger for other people’s birthday parties, but haven't been there in 15 years or so. They’ve met all of Mike’s friends from work, though, and are always happy to have them come over to the house.

Doll thinks Mike is sooooooo cute <3 They love spoiling their trophy husband and taking care of him. Doll wears the pants in that relationship for sure

BOSS

Boss is 59, uses he/him, and is a cis man + straight.

He runs a few different businesses, but isn’t very hands on with any of them. They’re more investments than they are passion projects for him. When he bought the original Freddy’s location (it’s a chain, he doesn’t own Fazbear Entertainment), he figured it was cheap enough and had enough appeal as the og that it would be a smart business move.

Boss’ wife died when Mahogany was a preteen, so he had to step up and raise her by himself. He’s very much a girldad, even at 59, and spoils Mahogany to no end.

Boss’ name is Byron, but he just tells everyone to call him “Boss” since his name feels too personal.

He is very cheap and does not want to put more money into Freddy’s than he has to.

Boss adored Violet and did everything he could to help Mahogany with her. He was happy that Freddy’s could be a part of her childhood like it was Mahogany’s. After Violet’s disappearance, though, he felt immense guilt and shut the restaurant down to mourn and aid the investigation. He originally intended to sell it, but decided to keep the business as a way to remember his granddaughter.

MAHOGANY

Mahogany is 28, uses she/her, and is a cis woman + bisexual

She is unemployed, but helps her father out with his businesses where she can. Specifically, she is very charismatic, and is great at meeting with investors.

Mahogany is Boss’ daughter and lives with him.

In her youth, Mahogany was very outspoken and playful, though after having Violet she did mature a bit. Being a single mother was hard for her, especially at 18, but she did her best and loved Violet enough that Vincent’s absence was not felt. After Violet went “missing”, Mahogany turned very bitter and distant. She hates having to go to the pizzeria and despises Vincent for not caring about or helping with Violet’s disappearance.

She struggles with the loneliness of having lost both her daughter and, in a weird way, Vincent. Of course, Mahogany is beautiful, and has had plenty of lovers, but she wants to find someone who will treat her right and take care of her. Scott is definitely a person of interest for her, but his obliviousness to her passes at him frustrates her.

VIOLET

Violet died when she was 8 in 2022.

Violet was very outgoing and made friends easily with the other kids at Freddy’s. She also tended to be very hyper and rowdy, and would often have to be dragged away from the animatronics by Scott or Vincent.

She was very close with her mother and grandfather, and was happy with their family dynamic. Violet knew that Vincent was her dad, but she didn’t feel any kind of connection to him and often gave him a hard time whenever he tried to do his job as a guard.

Her favorite animatronic was Foxy. He is also the animatronic that she was put into and that she now possesses.

WILLIAM AFTON

William died when he was 65 in 2012, uses he/him, and is a cis man + bisexual

His parents divorced and his mother remarried, eventually having Jay (Vincent’s father). They moved to America from Britain when William was a teenager.

He was always sort of an oddball, but in a charming way. Behind closed doors, of course, he was much more sinister and hateful, but he was very skilled at hiding that side of himself.

William did initially care about all three of his children, though CC’s death made him despise Michael. William and his wife divorced, and Michael lived with his mother while Elizabeth went between houses until her death.

After the murders, William did leave Fazbears as an owner. Still, he felt compelled to go back, and worked undercover as Dave for a bit to kill more. He was at one point looked into by police, but they had no evidence that would stick and let him go. Realizing how close he’d gotten, William decided to lay low and leave Freddy’s.

When the authorities reached out to William about taking in Vincent, he was initially very hesitant. When he did, though, he realized Vincent had the same murderous tendencies he himself had, and decided to take his nephew under his wing. William enjoyed Vincent since he saw a lot of himself in him, and treated him like the son he never got to raise. Vincent also gave him the opportunity to visit Freddy’s again, which had never stopped beckoning to him.

Eventually, William’s obsession with Freddy’s became too much, and he decided to sneak in and destroy the animatronics to rid himself of them. He succeeded, but in doing so released the spirits of the murdered children. They chased him into the safe room where the Spring Bonnie suit was being stored, and when he hid inside of it… ruh roh!

William’s body was never found, but the remnant (i dont understand that shit but its the only thing that could possibly keep his gay ass from decomposing in that suit so its here i guess) kept his body intact inside of Springtrap. By the time Vincent found him years later, his mind had deteriorated so much from the pain that he lashed out at his nephew. When Vincent turned on him and decided to mock him instead of helping him, William began to despise Vincent the same way he despised Michael.

He’s still in the boarded off safe room and Vincent is the only one who knows he’s there. He could theoretically move inside the suit, but he thinks it is futile since he is trapped in there and it would be even more painful. If he really tries, he can manifest as a ghost and leave the room, but it’s very draining and he cannot do it for very long.

MICHAEL AFTON

Michael is 55, uses he/him, and is a cis man + unlabeled

He is semi-undead and is stuck physically in his early 20s from when he was scooped. He usually wears a mask and covers as much of himself as he can to blend in. He also uses a cane and compression sleeves for his joints.

Michael has been trying to find his father for years now to no avail. He knows that Vincent knows SOMETHING, but he isn’t sure what. Freddy’s isn’t super accessible to him since he doesn’t have a kid, but Vincent will often let him in just to drag him around, mess with him, and then show him the door with 0 information gained.

Michael is dating Vanessa, who is a professional gamer/streamer, and lives with her.

#five nights at freddys #fnaf #fanon fnaf #fnaf nightguards #fnaf security guards #lore guide #mike schmidt #jeremy fitzgerald #fritz smith #vincent bishop #phone guy #chris the janitor #doll schmidt #boss #mahogany #violet #william afton #michael afton #au reference

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Cuz lemme describe my dilemma the last two episodes. Mega spoilers if you haven’t seen iwtv but like watch it what are you doing. I just need to spill so much out ok first of all, I can’t believe we need to rely on Lestat to give us the closer version to truth. It’ll obviously be biased but at the very least no one fucked with his memories and they won’t be missing everywhere.

See when Louis admitted Armand sold them out I was surprised he knew that. Ofc this is before the reveal in ep 8 and my thoughts were…and you went back to him?? He played a key role in Claudia dying. Like even if he too was “a victim”, even if I didn’t hate him viciously afterwards. I’m not getting back together with you so I was confused, more side-eyeing Louis’ choices. And then I found out he stayed partially to spite Lestat. Then it made more sense it was less forgiveness and more so the ultimate revenge against Lestat. Loumand is so fascinating to me but thats a separate thread. Then ofc the reveal Armand directed the whole thing. Which was so clever. Because I read the book, I watched the movie. I should know this but they’ve emphasized this is a retelling so I’m like oh maybe his role in Claudia’s death is different this time. So even some readers buy into the lie.

And I knewwww I knew in my gut first instinct when the crowd started shouting banishment “holy shit Lestat.” But it panned to Armand and I was like oh. And now it’s so obvious bc of course dumb butt Lestat wouldn’t let Louis die he was so pained remembering their fight. Anyway I just had to say months later bc I was scared to finish it but I have. I’m so hyped for season 3 Sam Reid bless us once again. And if IWTV doesn’t get nominated for a single Emmy I swear to FUCK-

#interview with the vampire #loustat #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #armand #tv shows #television #iwtv spoilers #I’m late I know #the fear was mighty #I love this show so much #tags #fyp #WATCH IWTV PLS

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If Draco Malfoy had been sorted into Gryffindor (my thoughts):

I can’t even think about that without blushing TBH XD Where Drarry is concerned, JKR really saved herself with her decision to put him in Slytherin. (Not that it helped much.)

He would’ve been deeply loyal to whichever House the Hat picked for him, even if it was different than his family’s. Especially once he sees that Harry’s in the House too (becos we all know boy was instantly down bad for Potter).

Even though Draco insulted Hagrid and Ron initially, Draco would’ve eventually become Harry’s #1 bff (aside from my admittedly incredibly biased opinion that Draco’s character is far more complex & interesting than Ron’s, I also firmly believe his storyline would’ve been more closely followed in this alt-universe, considering his family is working with Voldemort).

If he were in Gryffindor, he would’ve quickly weaseled his way into Harry’s life and heart (because mutual obsession would be there). Don’t tell me 11 is too young to fall for someone—I had a full-blown obsession with a kid in my school at that age.

He would’ve made peace with Ron & Hermione in order to get into Harry’s good graces. His prejudices would’ve died fairly quickly having to be friends with Hermione.

He would’ve been another Sirius (who was sole Gryffindor of Slytherin family, BFFs with the leader of the Marauders). He and Harry would’ve been besties and played together on the Quidditch team. Their friendship would be kinda like a more angsty Scorpius and Albus, their sons (who are canonically gay in the revised final version of play!), because of Draco’s willingness to be his friend, even before knowing who he was.

Even when he first met Harry, a skinny, seemingly poor, shabby and small boy (reminiscent of a more down-trodden raven-haired, green-eyed Weasley), Draco was nice to him, talking bad only of Hagrid. Like, what??! LOL. His last words to Harry in their first-ever meeting was “Well, I'll see you at Hogwarts, I suppose!” Awee >//<

On Twitter, JKR said jokingly (but we all know it’s not a joke, as I will address further down) that the rejected handshake played over and over again in Draco’s mind consistently in bk 1. The reason this was likely the truth was because in HPCC, Draco admitted to Harry, “I envied you those friendships more than anything else.” More than his fame, all the attention, all the favoritism… Draco confirmed what shippers all knew: he was legitimately just pining for Harry the whole series. 💀😭 AKA, he just wanted to be friends with Harry! Therefore, Draco was only making fun of Harry because that was the only way he could continue to be in Harry’s life. (my hEART</3 ;______;)

Considering how obsessed with each other the two were even as rivals… Can you imagine as friends? They would’ve been CANONICALLY GAY XD Like a Dumbledore x Grindelwald except where Grindelwald was a good guy lol. Draco would’ve been a great asset in their fight against Voldemort, helping Harry with finding the Horcruxes. Imagine Hermione and Draco, the top 2 smartest Hogwarts students, working together!

Draco would’ve saved Harry’s life continuously because it’s canon that Draco is brave for the people he loves. In HPCC, he admitted he felt he didn’t have anyone, not even his parents. He scoffed when Ginny brought up Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy wasn’t even mentioned. He had no one worth fighting for after he thought Harry was dead. Of course Draco would seem cowardly (aside from that time he lied about not recognizing Harry….. >___>“ Because it always comes back to Harry.)

Draco admitted in HPCC that the only reason he went dark was because he didn’t have any real friends or anyone he felt he could count on. He would’ve been good throughout had he been put into Gryffindor bc even in Slytherin he still had such a moral struggle. He was just so good (in actions, not his words). There’s simply no doubt in my mind that had he been surrounded by the love and light of Harry Potter from the start, he would have never even considered straying.

Okay, maybe just a little, because his wand was Hawthorne, which meant he’d be conflicted, but because of the unicorn core, it meant he was canonically a GOOD person. Any conflicting thoughts would’ve been much briefer and more quickly squashed out IMO, with his epic love Harry by his side. >.<”

Drarry and Jily have sooOOOoo many parallels:

Via @the-crooked-library (the link isn't working so I just copied/pasted the post):

JAMES:

Annoying Pureblood Rich Kid

barges into Lily’s compartment on Hogwarts Express with his annoying rich kid buddy

offers friendship

simultaneously insults her poor kid best friend and is therefore rejected

proceeds to make himself a nuisance for the next 5 years

Obsessed as heck w Lily but only calls her by her last name

every time she’s around feels the need to show off

makes the fool of himself every time she’s around instead

good at Quidditch though

hangs about with his gang of Cool Kids

picks on her friend partially out of jealousy, partiallly due to the whole Gryffindor vs Slytherin shit

begins realizing the errors of his ways around year 6

somehow betters himself as a person, loses the ego

becomes a truly sympathetic character at about year 7

Which I believe we can all agree sounds extremely familiar, so to sum this up…

look joanne you can’t just draw all these parallels, put jily on a pedestal as the ultimate Soulmate Bond, and then somehow expect me nOT TO SHIP DRARRY

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Oh, and JKR calls Jily the ultimate ‘soulmates’ while falsely claiming that Harry and Draco could never be friends……. A few years after that comment, she approved and helped write the canon HPCC, where Harry and Draco…. y'know, become actual legit friends LOL….. and also heavily implied to later become related thru marriage by their sons XD so… Draco will certainly have something to look forward to at family events with the Potters.

Reminder: Despite being hated by the author, Draco lived and fought as one of the main players in the Great War and didn’t kill a single person (good or bad) throughout the entire series.

He was never violent except to Harry on the train ride, where he was likely trying to get Harry to go back home, even covering him up with the Invisibility Cloak, since that was the year he was planning on letting in the Death Eaters.

And of course in the bathroom, where Harry was literally stalking him all year… But immediately after that, when Draco had to be hospitalized AND never received any apology from Harry, he still refused to ID Harry at Malfoy Manor.... so he gets a pass.

Draco Malfoy is the epitome of: looks like he can kill you, is actually a cinnamon roll.

#draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy #drarry #harry x draco #harry potter #draco meta #drarry meta

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