#'what about andy?' u may ask

[realnielsbohr]

i know everyone has already said something to this effect but it's so fun to watch fob have fun on stage. pete and joe wandering around on stage. pete singing along and just having such a blast. joe making everyone laugh. riff with patrick!!!! like CMON they are having fun i love this tour so much

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Once Upon a Time 10

Warnings: non/dubcon and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

Characters: Andy Barber

Part of the Bookstore AU

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

A message pops up on your Instagram. You open it with dread, a blank profile with some generic photo of a bookshelf. You already know it's him. 

‘Your aunt is very nice.’ 

You nearly drop your phone as you glance over at Jo. She sits with a cross stitch as she watches a rerun of Cold Case. You shudder and look back down at the screen. 

‘Why r u doing this?’ 

You hit the arrow as your sweaty hands stick to the silicon case. 

‘Why am I being nice?’ He replies. 

You can't. You stand up with your phone and your Aunt Jo peeks over with an arched brow. You give an apologetic smile. 

“Sorry, I'll be right back.” 

You cross the room and pass the kitchen doorway. You lock yourself in the bathroom and look at your phone. You see three dots then they disappear. 

‘You followed me.’ 

He sends a rolling eye emoji. You nearly scream. What the hell? He's rolling his eyes at what? Stalking you? 

‘More than once.’ 

He sends a laughing emoji with tears. You huff. He's so confusing. Then a photo pops up, buffering before finally loading. 

It's Chelsea, well, the top of her head and she's… 

You want to puke. You can't believe he'd send you that. Does she know he took that? Even if she's a bitch, you feel bad. 

‘Looks like I'm all taken care of.’ He texts. 

‘Looks like you are.’ 

You turn your phone to do not disturb and lock it. He's disgusting. You don't even get what he wants from you. If he has Chelsea doing all that, why the heck is he texting you? 

You take your phone to the spare room, what was once your room, and leave it there. You don’t want to be bothered by him, even if you can’t shake the uneasiness stirring your nerves. You go back to the living room and sit down on the couch. You stare unseeingly at the television as the syndicated legal series drones on. 

“What was that, honey?” Jo asks, poking her needle up then pulling it through. 

“Work,” you lie, “um, they keep moving around the schedule or whatever. It’s... frustrating.” 

“Ah, that’s too bad,” she tug the thread to its limit, “you’re stressed. Maybe you should take a day off.” 

“Maybe,” you rub your forehead, “or get a different job.” 

“Could do,” she shrugs, “you know I’ll support whatever you do.” 

“Yeah,” you drop your hands into your lap and look at her, “I know.” 

You turn back to screen and try to hide your despair. Should you try to tell her about Andy? The thought’s crossed your mind a dozen times over. Your Aunt Jo is fierce and loving, she might just believe you but it’s not her holding you back. It’s him. He’s dangerous and he hasn’t yet shown you how dangerous. 

It’s better she doesn’t know. Not right now. You’ll have to deal with Andy. Just not tonight. 

📖

You grumble around the last mouthful of coffee. Another day, another shift. While Jo’s suggestion was tempting, you really can’t give up the hours. Nonetheless, you haven’t sat on your hands. Several applications were forward late into the night as sleep eluded you. Now you can barely hold your head up. 

It shouldn’t be very busy at opening. You can survive on an instant coffee packet from the breakroom. You yawn and grab your coat and bag. The snow puffs up around your boots as you step outside, shivering as you tuck your scarf into the top of your jacket. You pull your hood up against the frigid wind and tamp down the fresh powder as you come down the walk. 

As you get to the sidewalk, you stop and look both ways. Before you can cross and head for the bus stop, a horn honks, jarring you. You step back as a familiar car rolls up. You cross your arms, heart racing, and peek back over your shoulder at the safe hold of your aunt’s house. 

“Buses are behind,” Andy calls through the window as it slides down, “you’ll be late...” 

“I’m fine,” you sidestep to walk around the rear bumper and he shifts into reverse, blocking your escape. 

“I know your aunt didn’t teach you to be so ungrateful--” 

“Don’t talk about my aunt,” you snap as you turn back the other way and he rolls forward. You stop short and stomp your foot, “why are you doing this? Why are you bugging me? Chelsea--” 

“I don’t want Chelsea, she’s a slut. She’s easy. She gets the job done,” he sneers. 

You shake your head and blow out a cloud of warmth into the crisp air, “I’m sure there are other--” 

“You,” he says tersely, “that’s it. No one else.” 

You close your eyes and shudder, “I... I’m not interested... like that, Andy. I just was being friendly because it’s my job. Can’t you understand?” 

“I don’t understand,” he snarls, “I’m a lawyer, I’m good-looking, I take good care of myself and I could do the same for you. You wouldn’t have to work in some shitty bookstore.” 

You flutter your lashes and shake your head, “I...” 

“What? Why don’t you want me?” He leans over the seat further, glaring at you. 

“How old are you?” You blurt out, immediately sealing your lips in regret. 

He scoffs, “and how old are you? Bit over the hill to be in retail, huh? I know you’re not some college kid getting a few extra bucks. You’re a grown woman, your life is a mess. You need someone like me.” 

You huff, “I need you to leave me alone.” 

He clucks and sits up. The car idles in front of you as he sits silently. He grips the real and clears his throat, “I’ll be seeing you for dinner. Aunt Jo sure is sweet, maybe you could learn a thing or two from her.” 

The window rolls up before you can spit back a retort. The mention of your aunt flares in your chest. How dare he. You know it’s more than a snipe at you, he’s not saying her name for nothing. It’s a threat. 

He steers away down the snowy road, the snow packing beneath the weight of the car. You watch his headlights stop at the corner before you kick through the snow. Fuck. 

[starbright349]

hiyyaa! Howdy! Can u do a request of hazbin hotel x Nezuko!overlord!reader like she looks innocent but is a blood craving demon like everyone would first see her true form during the extermination day like her head was slashed off but it healed reconnected (in demon slayer) like Adam now not knowing how to kill the reader like she heals instantly any wounds and she is merciless in her true form taking down hordes of exterminators at once without one scratch as she smiles sinisterly like everyone is shocked to see her full form even the v’s are shocked cause they always known the reader as a innocent soul who somehow managed to get to hell

thanks! If u don't feel ok with this request u can decline it's ur choice! bye!✌️

OMG! I was about to think of something like this, but you just made it better! Keep in mind, I normally don't watch Anime, so I hope you will still like it.

(Y/N) ...That was the name that almost every single being in Hell was afraid of. She had the appearance of Nezuko. She was quite attractive and had a pretty bubbly personality. She was an overlord on the west-side of Hell, owning almost all of the toy-demons, (Yes those are in Hell, I checked) most of them were stuffed animals, but others were toy ballerinas or raggedy Ann/Andy looking creatures. And they were scared to death of (Y/N).

She owned almost all of them, they all sold their souls to her yet (Y/N) had nothing to offer. She didn't have any powers like Alastor, she wasn't strong like Carmilla Carmine, and she wasn't rich like the three V's.

The reason why they were so scared of her and why they sold their souls, was their own safety. (Y/N) had a very un-healthy since for bloodlust and would often jump out and eat other demons, even if she wasn't hungry. It didn't matter to her who or what she was eating, as long her needs were satisfied.

Some of the other overlords, like Zestial. Suggested that they make (Y/N) a special mouthpiece for her chew on so no more of the souls that they owned would go missing.

Why didn't they just kill her? You may be asking. Well, it's because she can't die. Even with Angelic weapons from Carmilla Carmine. Whenever she would get hurt or have something cut off from her body, it would instantly regenerate and grow back.

So, giving her something to chew on was the next best thing to do.

It had taken all of Zestial and Carmilla's strength, to make (Y/N) wear the mouthpiece since she had refused multiple times. After getting it locked into her jaw, she became less dangerous, and the secret about her 'unique ability' stayed hidden by Zestial and Carmilla. But the other toy-demons weren't any less scared of her.

One day, she had gotten word about the 'Hazbin Hotel' by one of her little dolls. Created by Lucifer's only daughter, Charlotte Morningstar. The idea of the Hotel was to redeem sinners, so they could leave Hell to avoid the exterminations.

Almost like a permanent rehab thing.

(Y/N) became interested in this, little project of the young Morningstar, and wanted to help, maybe even find a chance of getting into Heaven. Of course, she thought that redemption was impossible, but she had to take whatever she could get to escape this place once and for all. What she didn't know was that Alastor was also there. They never had the best history together and would often fight over food.

But regardless. They tried to get along.

The residents of the Hotel were accustomed to her sweet demeanor, unaware of the demonic force that lay dormant within her.

(Y/N) did her best to try and redeem herself, and in Charlie's eyes, she was making the best progress out of anyone in the Hotel.

But soon, when Charlie had to go to a meeting set in Heaven, it didn't go well, and she announce that the Angel's would be coming to the Hotel first.

The annual Extermination Day had arrived in the chaotic realm of Hell. Demons and exterminators clashed in a frenzied battle for supremacy. Among the chaos, the Hazbin Hotel stood as a curious haven for those seeking redemption, or at least a break from the relentless combat outside.

In the midst of the turmoil, a mysterious figure emerged from the shadows. (Y/N), adorned in innocent attire, her demeanor seemingly pure. The denizens of Hell, including Charlie, Alastor, and the rest of the Hazbin Hotel staff, regarded her as an anomaly—a seemingly innocent soul in a realm of the damned.

As the exterminators closed in, their weapons drawn, (Y/N)'s true form manifested. With a swift, clean slash, her head was severed from her body. Gasps of shock echoed through the battlefield as her head tumbled to the ground, only to be followed by a collective gasp as it seamlessly reconnected, healing instantly.

Adam, the head of the extermination squad, stared in bewilderment. "What in the hell...?" he muttered, unsure of how to confront a foe that defied conventional methods of eradication.

The (Y/N)'s eyes glowed with a malevolent crimson as a sinister smile twisted across her face. In this true demon form, she moved with unparalleled speed and precision. Exterminators who dared to challenge her found their efforts futile, as wounds healed instantaneously.

The Hazbin Hotel crew watched in awe and disbelief as the supposedly innocent soul wreaked havoc upon the extermination forces. Vaggie, Charlie, and even the enigmatic Alastor were left speechless. This was not the (Y/N) they had known—an innocent, lost soul.

The reader danced through the battlefield, dispatching hordes of exterminators effortlessly. Her eyes met those of the other demons, who were now witnessing a side of her they never imagined existed. The Vaggy triplets were wide-eyed with shock, their usual confidence shattered.

Alastor, usually composed and calculating, observed with a glint of interest in his eyes. "Well, well, my dear. Seems there's more to you than meets the eye," he remarked with a sly grin.

As Extermination Day continued, the Hazbin Hotel staff found themselves in an unexpected alliance with a blood-craving, merciless demon. (Y/N), in her true form, became an unstoppable force, leaving a trail of astonished demons and exterminators alike in her wake.

[krirebr]

i love ur writing! Can u cast ur friends as readers in any of ur series? And what series from another writer do u want to be in?

Ok, I've been thinking about this all day and I think I'm finally ready to answer. It was really hard!! Partly because I am incredibly lucky to have so many friends on here that I just love to bits. They definitely out-number my fics, let alone my series. I don't have enough!!! Yeah, screw it. I'm just doing fics in general.

And the other big thing that made this hard is that most of my readers are deeply flawed, while all of my friends are beautiful and perfect. And I mean that sincerely! I love you all to bits.

But here we go. My picks and reasoning below.

Ok, first off, I'm of course putting @biteofcherry in Everybody Wants to Rule the World because she'd never forgive me if I didn't. 😂 She'd be so happy as Vampire Steve's treasured pet.

For @stargazingfangirl18, I'm going with with Jealous Ex Ransom. For my funny, feisty, occasionally troll-y friend, of course I have to go with a Ransom that is very troll and very obsessed.

I'm putting @brandycranby in I Know I Should Know Better, not so much because she's like that reader, but because she deserves that Curtis.

Ok, @bigtreefest is going in Killing Moon. Sneak is smart, wily, capable and so so devoted and I think that's a great match for Essie. And she and this Mace would get along so well.

@jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory has got to go into A Merry Little Christmas. My sweetest Jake for one of my sweetest friends.

For @ronearoundblindly, I think Giving Me a Thrill. Strong and brave and deserves to be absolutely ruined by Johnny.

I gotta put @intrepidacious in Heads Will Roll. That reader is so determined and just very kick-ass. Plus, Curtis and Jake!!

@buckymorelikefuckme is going into Head Over Heels. Poppy would absolutely have the soft love and soft ruin Cole's been searching for.

For @foxgloveprincess it's Psycho Killer. I just feel like Rach would be the most fun vampire. She and Ransom would absolutely take the world by storm.

I debated whether or not to give anyone More Than This because angst but I think @darsynia would bring a level of emotional intelligence and thoughtfulness that would have Ransom whipped into shape in no time and saved everyone a lot of pain.

And finally, I'm putting @thezombieprostitute in my Trapped AU. WAIT! Hold on, zombie, before you freak out! It's because I think if anyone could finally take down Andy, it's you. You're so strong and fierce that you'd leave that house in ashes behind you. And I'd genuinely be so excited to watch you do it!! He wouldn't stand a chance.

Oh my god, I honestly think this may have been the hardest ask I've ever gotten.

ETA: Oh, gosh, I forgot to pick a friend's series to put myself in! Once again, very hard! Ok, I just have to go off of gut instinct here and say @stargazingfangirl18's DA!Curtis stories. He is just so and you get all the motorcycle club intrigue without all the drama associated with, say, DA!Andy. Yes. **decisive nod**

[sandrockianblues]

Got hcs of Logan slowly building his relationship with the builder after their first encounter? :3

Logan? 🥰

🤍Logan🤍

Just like his adoptive son, Logan fell first.

Very strong denial about it but whatever.

Haru likes to speculate that it was destiny when Logan watched the train the builder was on pass the bridge. Like normally, he never cared too much, but he just watched this one time.

Logan denies it to this day.

But what he can’t deny is that after a certain incident that caused him to flee out of town in the early hours on Rambo- catching the gaze of the builder was far more startling than a certain explosion

Y’all may be like “but Siren- the builder’s been simping from the very start?” “Siren, what about the builder fawning over the WANTED posters?” “Siren, don’t forget about that certain bit of dialogue you can say”

SHHHHHHHHHHHH

That was all just attraction based in my books

Before the builder actually gets to know Logan.

So how may Logan be the one at the precipice of tipping you may ask?

Going off that notion “the eyes are the window to the soul.”

And whose eyes did he meet?

The builder’s.

Did he fall in love right there? No. But it left this raw feeling in him like he just knew he’d someday be exposed before their eyes and made human once more.

Fighting the builder gives Logan a sort of thrill. Like, it was a means of survival before, but now? It’s this rush and boost of adrenaline. It’s a certain kind of fun he hasn’t had in quite a while. And after their first battle? Under all the dire reasons for it to have occurred before? He wants to go again.

Skipping past the spoiler stuff-

And building off assumption bc we in early access folks

He takes a bit to reacquaint himself with Sandrock once more. While he could probably let go of the uneasiness he feels that resides in him and just pretend nothing ever change- it’d be a lie.

These people, his neighbors and friends, believed in him at first but quickly changed their tune. They let doubt cloud their minds. They turned against him. And he can’t just forget about that. He’s not sure who he can exactly trust now outside of Haru and Andy. He feels like he’s walking on eggshells.

But then the builder is there. And they’re new and fresh faced. They’re a change of air and Logan feels drawn towards them. Like, he doesn’t have to plead for forgiveness for them because they met him at his worst and he can only go up from there.

And everyone in Sandrock, he feels either betrayed him or he disappointed them.

So if he’s not with his express adopted child or his co-dad, he’s finding himself trying to capture the builder’s attention.

Need help carrying that? He can do it. Can’t reach that? He can! Forgot the rickety ladder? Logan can lift the builder up.

Requests commissions even if they’re far too simple for the builder to make. It’s a wonder why they’re the ones that snatch his requests up and not Mi-An- but he’s certainly not complaining, that’s the whole reason they’re up there.

He doesn’t realize he’s falling in love with them until Haru makes it clear that he’s got competition (bc let’s be real- builder was racking up relationship hearts with others before they could properly meet)

Jealous cowboy, anyone?

Like his adoptive son, he’s not afraid to take his time in waiting for them.

He just wants to establish that he’s there for them and to at least consider him. If they’re going to open their hearts to anyone, then let him please be on the list of potential candidates.

Logan’s never had a love language before or was really shown one (tho I hc him and Heidi being friendly exes who dated when they were young).

At first, he commissions a lot of weak weapons. Even the builder is confused about it because like, if anyone knows the strength of a weapon, it’d be the monster hunter right???

But then again, the weapons keep breaking and if the weapon breaks… then Logan gets to see the builder again for a valid reason, right? ( @paofia I see what u we’re doing here)

It’s not until Haru AND Andy are like “buddy- maybe you shouldn’t be wasting your money on pointless commissions?”

He ignores them and continues

Doesn’t stop until even the builder is so concerned and a little fed up that they build him really strong weapons for free and dump them in his arms telling him to stop breaking his shit

Logan_the_bandit.exe has stopped working.

His soul has left his body.

His heart? Irrevocably gone.

Big bad ass over here is simping and melting

The builder looks even cuter when they’re frustrated with him. He could just die.

Fine. He won’t do anymore dumb commissions.

He’ll just post bounties but plot twist! There’s a fine print

“Partnered task. Just need an extra hand.”

Peach, he loves fighting by their side. He quickly adapts to their rhythm and speed. Knows when to trade covering them to dealing the blows.

Monster killed! Time to reap the benefits and-

Oh no.

No no no no no no-

He thought it was just with the grease and grime of building, or or or when they came out from mining but

Oh no, oh peaCH, HE’S FUCKED.

There’s a little cut here, a little blood there, their hair is wild and caught up in the wind. And the way they hold their weapon???

Builder best fucking know CPR because Logan’s heart just gave out.

Death by: fatal attraction.

Logan is all cool and collected on the outside with his country drawl and spinning pistol, but inside he’s like, “I’d have to throw myself off this cliff if I drop this twirling pistol in my hand rn. I’d rather get hit by a train than embarrass myself in front of them.”

Andy being a lovable little shit and an absolute wingman but shoving into the builder’s legs and all that to push them into Logan.

Haru springs random moments for his pal by telling them Logan needed their help

Cue Logan having to quickly construct a lie because he was not prepared for this.

But taking that first step with Logan can go one of two ways:

He finally works up the courage to ask you out and appears far calmer and cool than he is on the inside

Or the builder snaps and does it instead

But one thing is certain: it’s fairly easy to see Logan blushing because of his complexion and white hair

Even if he wears his mask, his ears give him away too

I feel like Logan has a long running issue with love though and fears truly being with someone because of his mother leaving his father.

So the builder and him will have to slowly work through that.

Like Owen, Logan has a penchant for old fashioned nicknames.

Darling, doll, sweetheart, etc

It’s just what he vibes with and feels compelled to call his builder

Logan also grew up caring for people and once the builder is his, that’s it, they can’t escape his care and affection.

The man is touched-starved and Haru has long since gotten sick of his buddy hanging off him when he was bored or clapping him hard on the back after a job well done

But Logan treats the builder with so much affection and is afraid to break them almost. Afraid to scare them off

He’s been feared for awhile now and he doesn’t want that with them

So he fine tunes himself to be better and treat them with so much love and care

It actually helps quell his fears significantly when time grows closer to him becoming a father. Andy could handle his roughness and strength, but Logan worried so much about hurting the kid.

Having the builder be his and letting him touch them has helped Logan significantly.

One of his favorite sleeping positions- if they let him- is with his head on their chest. There’s something so incredibly intimate and beautiful to him about being able to feel and listen to his builder’s heartbeat when he goes to sleep and when he wakes up.

The same goes for when he sidles up behind them and wraps them in a hug, sliding a hand up to rest against above their heart just to feel it. Sometimes he does it on a bad day, sometimes he does it just because.

The only thing Logan plans in life is for his builder. Birthday coming up? He’s thinking of a thousand and one things to do. They’re having a bad day? He’s got a contingency plan for this, hold up-

If the builder wears his hat, he’ll die on the spot, it never gets old.

The prospect of traveling with them seems to excite Logan because he’s never really left the desert. But it also comes with safety precautions such as having to change his attire and letting his hair down, sometimes sadly limiting his speech around large groups of people- all because a lot of people in the Free Cities know of Sandrock’s infamous handsome bandit, but not a lot care that he’s a good man who has cleared his name somewhat. Judgment doesn’t cease to exist, afterall.

He will propose. Regardless of if the builder beats him to it or not. He will do it. It’s something he needs to do for not only them, but also himself. It’s how he finally lets go of his fear long instilled from his mother leaving both him and his father.

It’ll happen, but give him time. Never push him or question his love for the builder. It’s unyielding, undying, the strongest part about him. But he still needs time to let go of that pain and fear too.

Logan’s love for the builder is indestructible and something of great might. He’s fought countless monsters, but he couldn’t keep himself from losing to his own feelings for them. And he’s glad he lost this one battle.

Also, them speaking in his country accent, sarcastic or not, he still somehow swoons for them. Someone help this man.

[peacesells-imbuying]

Hanoi Rocks w/girl member part 2-ish

I forgot I wrote this butt yeah here you go.

read part 1 🐮 | masterlist | info blog

Being the only girl in Hanoi Rocks was definitely unexpected. Sure, you were there since the beginning...but joining was completely different. When Mike offered you a spot, you weren't sure to accept it. (You did either way. He wouldn't take no as an answer), evantually you guys became best friends caring and protective of each other. If you are injured or drunk in someone's random place he'll immediately go to you. Or if he's drunk his head off and needs help you'll do the same.

Once the band was put together, fame slowly made its it's way. Everyone loved you guys, well less you then them..but it didn't stop you.

During an interview you were asked a question.

Q: what's it like to be in a band knowing most of the fans don't like you?

You sat next to Sami and Andy. Pretty comfy if you asked me.

A: uhh it's great being in a band full with these guys. Even though most of the fans don't like me being with them, I think their opinions don't really matter much. I have more things in life to worry about than that.

Sami gave you a side huge which made you smile. After the interview and photos you all made it back home. Everyone was starving and ate whatever was left in the fridge. Left over spaghetti.

After eating Mike went to sleep, Sami and Nasty were goofing(that's how u spell it? my brain forgot)around, you and Razzle were together with Andy watching the movie. "You were great back there luv." Razzle mumbled, as you both cuddled. "The interview?" He nodded his head. "Oh thanks, haha it was a simple answer," you shrugged. "It may be, but you answered so quickly and confidently." Razzle laughed softly you chuckled along. "Guess so." You both were interrupted by Andy jumping on you both and messing around. Everyone was always doing something crazy, which you loved.

You wouldn't change any of them for anything. They're your family and soon it would crumble away..

[andiwriteordie]

Mike coming out to Will sometime during season 5 before they’ve confessed their feelings for each other or anything hehe

For the writing prompt requests <3 also CONGRATS ON 1500 ANDI U DESERVE IT!!

hi elli!!! oh my god this prompt 🥺 this is so sweet, and it was so much fun to write. (side note i have now written like 3 coming out stories in the span of a week so. that's fun!) also tysm!!! <3 i hope you enjoy this!

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you pull me in (and i’m a little more brave)

Mike Wheeler has two secrets.

He’s never really been a person who has liked keeping secrets, at least not from his friends. He’s kept secrets from his parents for his entire life, so that doesn’t really matter. But Mike has always tried to be honest with his friends. After all, the Party’s first rule isn’t “friends don’t lie” for nothing.

But Mike Wheeler has two secrets, and he’s kept them close to his chest for the past couple of years.

The first secret is this:

Mike Wheeler is gay.

Yeah, that… that had been something difficult to come to terms with. It all started back in the fall of 1985 before everything went to shit and before the world started ending and before they got trapped into an interdimensional war with One and the monsters of the Upside Down. Talk about an awful time to have a sexuality crisis. 

Seriously. Mike spent… a lot of sleepless nights, absolutely terrified that his first big secret would be found out. When you’re fighting a monster who literally reaches into your brain and brings out the worst parts of you—the parts that you’re terrified to even admit to yourself—it’s really not a good idea to have this big of a secret. 

At least… at least that’s what Will said when he came out as gay, early last year.

God, he’s the bravest person that Mike knows. There’s no one braver in the world than Will Byers—not even El, whom Mike believes is really fucking brave. But El, as incredible as she may be, is also a superhero. Of course, she can bravely face monsters and government scientists and anything the world throws at her. Mike thinks he’d be braver too if he was better than Superman.

Will’s just Will though, and he’s been through so much. And yet, he makes the decision to get back up every time the world tries to knock him down. He stands up against all the monsters and the bullies and every single being that’s ever hurt him, and yet, he still manages to be the kindest, most loving person Mike has ever met. He’s never lost sight of who he is, and everything he does inspires Mike to be braver. 

There’s no one braver than Will Byers—no one better in the world than Will Byers.

And that’s exactly why Mike decides that Will Byers should be the first person in the world to learn his secret.

The two of them are sitting in Mike’s bedroom now. Earlier, he’d asked Will if they could talk—alone, he’d been quick to add. Naturally, Will had been a little bit confused, but he’d nodded and promised to come over to Mike’s room in the lab after dinner.

And so… here they are. 

Mike’s heart pounds inside his chest, and his hands feel clammy. Of all the people in the world, Will is going to be the most accepting. Everyone in the extended Party has been accepting of Will and Robin (who’d come out a few months before Will), so honestly, Mike knows he shouldn’t worry about their reactions. But still, he’s never shared this secret with anyone before, and… and it’s terrifying.

But this is Will.

And Will makes him feel brave.

So, with Will Byers’ kind hazel eyes staring back at him, Mike takes a deep breath, and he wrings his hands nervously.

And he chooses to let his walls down.

“Will… I… I’m gay,” Mike admits, his voice impossibly soft. He doesn’t dare look up at his best friend—not yet. The memories of words so cruel and so hurtful, said years ago on a day full of pouring rain and his worst mistakes, make their way to the forefront of his mind. “I… I’ve known for a while now, and I, um… I didn’t want to admit it... But I… I don’t want to hide anymore.”

Another breath—shaky and quiet this time.

Mike dares to look up, and he meets Will’s eyes. “I, um… I said some things to you when we were younger,” Mike whispers, and though his vision is a little blurry because of the tears stinging his eyes, he can still see the recognition that flashes across Will’s face. “Some really, really hurtful things… and I’m sorry, Will. I… I know it’s no excuse, but… that’s when I was first starting to realize this about myself… And I was scared, and I took it out on you. And I’m sorry… I’m so sorry.”

One more breath. In and out.

“I wanted to tell you first,” Mike says, his voice soft, “not… not just because you’re gay too, but… but because you’re my best friend in the entire world, Will. And I just… I trust you more than anyone else, you know? And also… because you make me feel brave enough to be myself. So… yeah. That’s it, I guess.”

For a moment, Will just stares back at Mike, as if he’s searching for… for something or trying to understand Mike better. There’s curiosity but also compassion and understanding in Will’s eyes, and before Mike knows it, he’s being pulled into Will’s arms.

“Oh, Mike,” Will whispers, holding him close. 

The embrace is warm and familiar and comforting, and God, fresh tears well in Mike’s eyes as he all but collapses into Will’s hug. Will’s arms wrap around him tighter in response, and Mike sniffles, burying his head in his best friend’s shoulder.

 “I’m so proud of you,” Will murmurs, rubbing Mike’s back gently. “God, I am so, so proud of you, Mike. You have no idea. Thank you. Thank you for… for trusting me and for being you. You’re incredible, and I’m so proud of you.”

Somehow, just like he always does, Will knows exactly what to say. He knows exactly what Mike needs to hear, and Mike can’t help the watery laugh that escapes his lips. “I didn’t really do anything,” he admits. “Nothing that you haven’t done.”

“Hey.” Will pulls back, just enough so they can look at each other now, and he smiles at Mike, gentle and familiar. “Coming out is terrifying no matter what, and it’s not about me. It’s about you and how brave you are and how incredible it is that you’re accepting who you are. So… I mean it, Mike. I’m proud of you, and thank you for trusting me enough to tell me.”

Will pauses for a brief moment; then, he smiles again. “When I came out,” he says softly, “Robin told me this… She said that the world becomes a better, more beautiful place whenever anybody accepts who they are and shares it with the world. So… just remember that, okay?”

Mike can’t help but smile, and he reaches up, putting his hand on top of Will’s. “Okay,” he whispers back. “Thanks, Will… Seriously. Thank you for… for everything.”

The look on Will’s face turns soft again, and for a moment, the world shrinks until it’s just the two of them. Something wildly beautiful and familiar and electric lingers in the air between them, close enough for Mike to reach out and grab it, and he nearly does.

Because, you see, Mike Wheeler has two secrets—though, he’s now shared one of those secrets with someone and is starting to find the courage to share it with others.

The first secret is this: 

Mike Wheeler is gay.

The second one is… a little more complicated than the first, and it’s this:

Mike Wheeler is in love with Will Byers.

[miss-conner3]

Excuse me miss.

May I ask, What did Ando thoughts were about their relation with Andy?

Cause, come on! They even slept together, something had to be there.

Anyways, the comic was so cute (Most of it, cause the last part just increased my wishes of seeing that sheep served as lambchops) and I love Andy even more now, that dog deserves something better.

Love ur art, drink water.

I'm glad to know that, I've been working on that comic for weeks and I'm happy that a lot of people liked it (>u<)

And of course, I love questions (ouo)

Let's see...

According to Ando, Andy was his spouse.

Andy proposed marriage and he accepted. They celebrated the wedding. He fulfilled.

But on the other hand, Andy was, at best, a friend. A friendly face that managed to console him from his long and tedious crusades. A reliable companion to whom he could delegate difficult tasks such as gathering supplies or pleasantly integrating new followers.

Andy was a good support and a good listener. Loyal and obedient.

Andy was a good follower.

That's why Ando couldn't reject him.

Ando began the cult with a small mare and the intermittent assistance of Ratau. Thanks to him he learned to work in the large territory that the odious deity deigned to give him, but he was given nothing more than that.

With most of the Red Crown's power blocked and a mouth to feed, Ando was forced to go out, facing the hateful death that seemed to lurk around every corner. Bringing barely enough so that his only follower could survive.

Each journey was accompanied by the constant threat of low faith, disloyalty, and dissatisfaction with the few comforts Ando could barely provide.

Like a bed of leaves under the night sky and a kitchen whose only function paled in the absence of food.

The temple had barely begun its construction.

Ando needed help and support, but at the same time, he could not afford to bring more people.

The disappointment of the previous bearer made him know that he could not count on him either, beyond occasional help and some practical advice.

And Ando couldn't blame him. No.

If he had had the option... he too...

Anyway.

His cult was not in a position to accept more people.

At least, for a while.

His second follower was the first boss of the Chaos Bishop; things calmed down a bit, and Ando achieved enough stability within the cult to consider bringing in a new follower.

And he found Andy.

He saved him from being sacrificed by heretics, took him by the hand, and told him that everything would be okay. And Andy believed him, despite his tired look and his multiple wounds, and agreed to be sent to the cult.

He disappeared behind the teleportation portal, and when Ando returned, Andy was the first to greet him. With praise and happiness.

It was the best thing he had brought to the cult after all Ando had been dealing with.

Andy was a comfort.

But if Ando is honest, if he had the option to do things differently, he would have done so.

Because, despite his actions, Ando never intended to hurt Andy. Or anyone.

Except, of course… Narinder.

This doesn't justify it, but I hope I've given some context to your question (ouo)

There's a lot more I want to say about this, but I'll leave it at that for now.

¡Thanks for asking!

[kysuu]

Lost Souls

Hozier x Fem!Reader

chapter 3: The Black Dog

It had been two years since Andrew and I started dating and its been amazing. I still had my job in the café and Andrew and Alex had started taking their music careers seriously, They performed in local bars (Andrew always sung and Alex was his bassist though they did swift roles on occasion) and whatever small gigs have come across their radar. Me and Andrew had bought a lovely home in the country side and its an old home surrounded by the forest and Andrew started keeping bees which had become the topic of our pillow talk. Our relationship wasn't progressing and I just mean we were still just boyfriends and girlfriend but Andy had mentions rings and cradles before. Andrew had also been working on two albums his first was going to be his debut called "Hozier" and the other one was called "unreal unearth", they were both beautiful albums and I had encouraged him to make as I too know the relief of making a song about something that hurt you and then u can go back and realise how much you've progressed since then. (or so I thought)

It was Alex's birthday and everyone just decided to come to our house and have a few drinks. I was in the kitchen making some more sandwiches and other varieties of snacks to bring into the living room when Alex came in.

"can I ask you something?" Alex asks with a small smile

"Anything."

"What about your music career?"

I raise my eyebrows out of confusion. In all honesty I hadn't even thought of it I was just so wound out helping the others.

"I just mean, you've focused so much on Andrew you're not doing anything for your own career. Your talented and it may take Andrew years to get anywhere, I know you don't want to work in a lousy coffee shop your entire life I know u too well for that." Alex says with a serious look on his face.

"um," I wasn't sure what to say I mean it was just so random but to be honest it probably was the only time has been able to get me alone since Andrew went full serious mode "I don't know I just wanna help Andrew out and support him and i've been supporting you too."

Alex doesn't say anything else he just raises his eyebrows at me and goes back to the kitchen. "I'm so fucking confused."

It was a couple months later and Andrew had released his debut album. It was an amazing album and it really takes off because of the song "Take me to church" I was so proud of him. He had been touring alot and honestly and we've never been apart for so long it was agonizing, we facetimes and called alot but still nothing made up cuddling next to him in bed and him rubbing circles onto my inner thigh whilst he read my poetry till I fell asleep. He finally had a break and I was so excited to see him and Alex after a few month. I had heard a knock on the door and as I opened it I saw a very exhausted but smiley Andrew.

"Hey baby" He says whilst bending down to hug me.

"Hey my love, I've missed you so much you looked exhausted." i say with a soft smile.

"I am, but I'm glad to see ya" he says returning the smile.

It had been a few days and it was lovely to have him home, he seemed distant but I assumed it was just from him being burnt out and tired. One night he came into the kitchen fully dressed and said

"I'm going out with Alex ill see u later" He says before kissing my cheek and I stand there bewildered. I decided to call Siobhan.

Hey honey, How are you? I didn't expect you to be calling at this hour.

Okay so I'm going to explain something to you just because I want to make sure I'm not overthinking this.

Go on.

Okay Andrew came back from tour and he's been acting distant and I thought it was just because he's tired but now he just came into the kitchen saying he was gong out for drinks with Alex, I just find it weird that he didn't ask me to go?

Well that is weird why would he not ask you to go if its just him and Alex? Your definitely not overthinking this, and in the middle of you cooking dinner?

I don't know I just wanted to ask cause I feel like I'm crazy

You're definitely not maybe u should talk to him after he come back yeah?

Yeah thanks Siobhan what would I do with out you.

Alright lovely update me tomorrow alright? goodnight.

Of course I say before I hang up the phone.

I sigh before going onto Instagram to past the time. I click onto Alex story and my heart drops. It wasn't just a few drinks it was a full on party and i see Andrew with a bottle of vodka in his hand and two models standing next to him gawking over him whilst he loudly sings lyrics incorrectly. I put my phone down and tears stream down my face, I mean yes i know that nothings actaully happening in the video but that was 15 seconds of a party that looks like its going to be on all night. I recognise the pub it was called the Black dog and part of me wants to walk in there and slap Andrew across the face but as of right now i was in the living room all by myself sobbing quietly to myself.

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And chapter three is all done :() i hope u enjoy :) and this is part 1/2 of the same chapter i just didn't want to keep dragging on and i promis ill write part two/chapter 4 today :) but its currently 3;30 am and i need sleep ill see u later today

[andydrysdalerogers]

Sliding Into Home ~ Not Just a Pretty Face

Pairing: MLB!Frank Adler x Abigail Hernandez (OFC)

Synopsis:

After a trade from Boston to Los Angeles, first baseman Frank Adler would seem to have it all. Money, women, an amazing niece, yes Frank should have it all. Except for one thing. One thing that left after a mistake five years ago. Los Angeles should be the chance to start over. Except she is supposed to be in Boston. Not his new medical director.

* A Frank Adler AU x Major League Baseball Story**

Warning: ANGST (i can't stress this enough), second chances, cheating, S~M~U~T!!, slow burn, drug use, abandonment issues, betrayal, domestic violence (i may have missed some), flashbacks

Dividers by me

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Previous: D N A: Diane Nicole Adler

Sliding Into Home Master List Main Masterlist

“Adler, I swear, taking you on as a client sounded like a good idea at the time,” Andy said rubbing his temples.  

Frank paced in his home office, sipping a whiskey.  Abby had kicked him out of the hospital when it came time for some more test and a bath. When he began to object, she replied, “sweetheart, I love you but you will panic if you see my injuries right now and I have to remain calm. I promise to call as soon as its all over and you and Mary can come back.” She made Johnny promise to stick with him and Johnny agreed as the Dodgers had the day off.  

“Andy, I promise to run all life altering decisions by you in the future,” Frank deadpanned.  “Because, you know, I planned for my former best friend to fuck my sister and keep it a secret and for her to go along with it.  And then, hurt my wife and plan her assault.”  

“Jesus, I was just making a joke,” Andy replied, taking a sip of his own whiskey.  “Steve said he needs to know how you want to play this so he can get the PR team involved.  Todd said the same.  They have your backs.  I already filed the motions for the restraining orders.”  

“Do you think the police can get us something of Mike’s to get a DNA sample?” 

“Not without probable cause.  Since there is no proof he was in the home at the time of the attacks, just Abby’s word, I don’t know if a judge will allow it.”  

Johnny cleared his throat.  “What about his firm?” Andy looked at him.  “I mean, the law firm works for the Dodgers. They would be nervous to lose them as a client so they might cooperate and help.”  

“That’s not a bad idea.”  Andy steepled his hands and pondered. “I doubt they would have anything with DNA on it, but they could co-sign a motion for evidence from the home as a means of showing full cooperation with the Dodgers.  Nice idea, Storm.”  

“I’m not just a pretty face,” Johnny smirked.  

Frank rolled his eyes.  “Ok, so a possible solution to one problem.  About the announcement...” 

“Just post to social media like a normal person,” Johnny said.  “I mean, get with the times.”  

Andy nodded.  “I think that would be best.  We can ask Steve, but a simple post and photo should be good. Then Steve can control the post and stuff.”  

“I’ll talk to Cricket,” Frank nodded, agreeing. “I think I know which photo I want to use.  And Steve can help with the wording.”  

“Good,” Andy replied.  “See, handling problems left and right.  Now about Abby’s care...” 

“I’m not leaving her,” Frank interrupted.  

“Frankie, you have a contract you need to honor,” Andy explained.  

“Andy, I can’t.  She can’t get around and... I’m her husband. I couldn't protect her, so I need to make amends with that.”  

“Frank, it’s not your fault,” Johnny said. “You know this.”  

“You don’t get it.  My sister did this to her.  My former best friend did this to her.  THIS IS MY FAULT!” 

Frank slumped into his chair as the panic squeezed his chest.  “Hey Frank, c’mon, breathe buddy,” Johnny kneeled in front of Frank. “Take a deep breath. Abby is ok, she’ll be all right.  We’ll help take care of her, c’mon.”  

“Johnny, fuck, she’s hurting and if I hadn’t screwed up then none of this would have happened.  She would have been here with me.”  

“C’mon, pal,” Andy said, squeezing his shoulder. “You were set up; we all know that.  The only people to blame are Mike and Diane.  I will throw the book at him man, but you need to do your job. Abby wouldn’t want to see you like this.”  

“Fuck, I just feel so helpless right now. I just want to take care of her.”  

“And you are, man.” Johnny sighed. “Scott has to be here with Nugget, so he can be with Abby while she recovers, and I can ask Susie to stop by when we’re on the road. Everything will be ok.”  

Frank nodded, his breathing becoming even.  Andy started as well. “Todd and I agreed that Abby needs security for when she is by herself. The Dodgers have already given notice to the law firm that represents them that they are looking for a new firm.  The fact that Weiss was not vetted properly is a problem the Dodgers refuse to overlook.  They are also willing to cover any expenses that may incur to beef up security at your home and wherever Abby is.”  

“Ok, ok, that’s good. When Abby is released, she will be with us. What about at the hospital?” 

“Stabler and Bensen have requested to have an officer posted on her floor, which was granted this morning.  We can hire private security to start as soon as they are vetted,” Andy replied. “Frankie boy, we are doing everything we can.”  

“I know.” Frank’s screen lit up and he checked the messages. “Abby says it's ok to come back.  I’ll talk with her about the post.” He got up and shook Andy’s hand.  “I don’t know how to thank you.”  

“Just invite me to your second wedding and name your first born,” he said with a laugh.  He left the home, and Frank and Johnny headed back to the hospital.   

“Where is my Strawberry?”  

“Scott took her to summer camp. Just for a few hours.  He’s staying with her,” Frank said. “Scott and I are kinda worried about the possibility of someone taking her.”  

“I guess that might be a concern.” Johnny frowned.  “Think it would be ok to visit with her before I head to practice?” 

Frank nodded. “Sure. I’ll let Scott know you’re coming. I got to get back to Abby.”  

At the hospital, Abby was looking in the mirror, observing her injuries.  Her eyes were open, just bruised. She sighed, touching and wincing.  

“They won’t heal Cricket, if you don’t leave them alone.”  

She turned back to the door and saw Frank leaning in the doorway. “It just doesn’t feel real.”  

“This nightmare shouldn’t have happened, Cricket.  Frank walked to the bed and kissed her forehead. “But now you just have to concentrate on healing.” He sat beside her and wrapped his arm gently around her. 

“Why don’t you kiss me anymore?” The question slipped out before Abby had a chance to filter it.  

Frank frowned. “I kiss you.”  

“You kiss my cheek or my head, but you haven’t given me a real kiss since before the accident.” Abby frowned. “Is there something wrong?” 

Frank blinked.  “Baby, I’ve...” he stopped. Well, he hadn’t when he thought back on it. He swallowed. “I think I'm just scared I’ll hurt you.”  

“Frankie...” 

“It’s me, Cricket. I can’t let go of the fact that this is all my fault. I mean, I have no regrets marrying you and making you mine but if we had slowed down, maybe none of this would have happened.”  

“But we didn’t Frankie.  We had been together for three years and friends for longer and no matter how long we were apart, it was you who I pictured marrying. It was never going to last with Mike. I don’t blame you at all. You were trying to save me. We just didn’t expect this to happen.”  

Frank leaned his forehead against hers.  “I’m sorry Cricket. For not loving on you the way I should.” He pressed his lips to her softly, deepening it after a moment when he heard her moan. He kissed her as long as he could, feeling their relationship snap back into place.  

As Frank pulled gently away, Abby whimpered at the loss of contact. “I love you, Frankie.”  

“I love you too, Cricket.” Frank kissed her temple and sighed.  “I talked with Andy.  They want us to do a post to announce our marriage.”  

Abby crinkled her nose.  “Do we have to?” 

Frank chuckled. “Yes, we do. I was thinking of using this picture.”  He showed her his phone.  “And just say, we got married.  Post it and be done with it.”  

“And what does Steve have to say about this?” 

“He said the simpler the better.  His team can handle the comments and DMs we might get.”  

Abby smiled.  “Sure. That sounds good.”  

“Perfect.”  

A few days later, Abby was released from the hospital.  The entrance was swamped with paparazzi trying to get a snap of the newlyweds as Frank’s post went up the night before. 

Their phones had been going off non stop since the announcement from friends, family and teammates.  Abby had spoken to her parents and Frank to some of his teammates but otherwise, they focused on getting Abby home. “I can carry you.”  

“I have two legs Frank, I can move on my own.” 

“But your ribs,” he protested 

“Are fine,” she cut him off.  “Frankie, I love you, but you have to stop.” She gave him a disapproving look when he pouted. “When are you re-joining the team?” 

“About that. Cricket, I think I should...” 

“Join the team,” she cut off again. “I am fine.  I will stay here with Scott and Mary while you are on away games. Once this,” she waved to her face, “clears up, then I will be back at the stadium.”  

“With security,” Frank mumbles as he grabs Abby’s bag from the back.  

“Yeah, yeah,” she waives off. “I still think it is too much.”  

“Well, I don’t much care,” Frank said.  “I can’t stop you from going to work so I will make sure that everything is done to protect you when I can’t.  Deal with it.”  

“Then deal with going back to the team.  The All Star break is coming in a couple of weeks.” Abby reached for her phone to look at the league website as she walked into the house.  

Frank walked into the house with her bag. “Fine, but Scott is going to stay with you while you recover and …” 

“Oh my... Frankie!” Abby stared at her phone, her mouth agape, still standing at the door way.  

Frank turned back to her and frowned. “Cricket, what’s wrong?  Are you in pain?” 

“No, Frankie, no!” Abby smiled. “Baby, you were voted into the All Star game!” 

“What?” Frank grabbed his phone. “Shit! Hell yea!” He high fived Abby before reading the list. “Storm and I are headed to Boston!” He smiled as he read the list.   

“We’ll all go baby.  I can see my parents and brothers while we’re there. Plus, we can decide on a dog for Mary.”  

“I guess I do owe her a dog.” Frank sighed as Abby giggled. “You made that deal with her at the wedding and yet I have to do all the work.”  

“You are going to love it and you know it,” she replied with a kiss to his cheek.  His phone rang and Abby watched as Frank received a call from management about the vote. She headed upstairs to Frank’s room. When she opened the door, she gasped. There was another dresser added with a vanity that matched his furniture perfectly.  A turn in the closet surprised her with her clothes, all hanging neatly on one side.  

“Oh, good, they finished the move,” Frank said as he leaned on the doorway.  

“You did this?” 

“There was no way I was letting you stay in that house Cricket. I need you in our bed every night. If I forgot something, I’ll buy a replacement, but we are never going back.” He reached for her hand.  “Let me show you one more thing before your head explodes.” He guided her out of the room and back down stairs.  He moved to a closed door.  “Tell me how you like it.”  He opened the door.  

Dark blue walls. A Dark wood and pipe bookcases lined one wall, filled with her books.  The floors were a warm sandy wood. The opposite had more shelves and a desk that was the entire length of the wall. The window had a bench seat with pillows and throw-blankets in the basket next to it.  

“Frankie,” she whispered, “its beautiful.”  

“Since you have to work from home sometimes, I wanted to give you a space for everything.”  

“It’s perfect, my love,” she hugged him and reached on her tip toes to give him a sweet kiss.  

“Welcome home, Cricket.”  

San Francisco 

“Man, you have to stop pacing,” Bobby said as he watched Mike pace around his living room. “You’re making me fucking dizzy.”  

“She married him!  She fucking married that fucker while she was engaged to me!”  Mike slammed his fist into the wall.  

“Watch it, jackass!” Bobby bounced up to inspect the damage. “Will you chill the fuck out?” 

“No,” Mike growled. “I was supposed to win and all he got was that brat of Diane’s. Couldn’t convince that bitch to get an abortion and now she’s a pawn in this game,” he muttered.  

“What are you talking about?” 

“Mary! She wasn’t supposed to be in the plan but now she is.”  

“You can’t attack a child, Weiss!” Bobby yelled.  “No where did you say that there was a child involved.”  

“That’s because she wasn’t supposed to exist.” Mike continued to pace, lighting a cigarette.  “Fuck a girl a couple of times and look what happened.” 

“You fucked his sister?!”  

“Diane was hot way back when. Of course, I fucked her.  He was dating the true love of my life and the four of us were always together.”  

“Do they know that?” 

Mike scoffed, “of course not. Do you think I wanted to die?” Mike rolled his eyes. “Frank was out of town for baseball and Abby had gone to visit family in Texas and it was just Diane and I.” Mike ran a hand over his head. “We’d been drinking and well... Mary. When Diane told me, I told her to get rid of it.  That I wanted no part of raising a baby. I had plans, fucking plans, to win Abby.”  

“So why did you call Diane in?” 

“She was supposed to come and argue for custody, not attack Abby. When I left, I didn’t think she would become unhinged.”  Mike picked up his phone and messaged Diane.  

M: You fucked up the plan 

D: she deserved it 

M: She doesn’t have full custody of Mary, Frank does 

D: whatever 

M: That’s my woman you are talking about 

D: I’m your woman.  and the mother of the child you are trying to take 

M: I’m not going after Mary 

D: You should, could break Frank 

D: don’t you want to see that 

Mike contemplated that scenario. Yes, it would break Frank to lose Mary. And a broken man can’t keep a woman happy. The first step would be to prove that Frank was an unfit parent.  A plan began to form in his mind as an alert came in on the All Star selections.  He smiled sadistically.  

M: You’re right. And I think I know how to do it.  

Mike looked at the list and saw Bobby’s name. “Congrats on the all star selection.”  

“Thanks,” Bobby smiled and took a long pull of his beer.  He looked at Mike’s face.  “I don’t like the look you have.”  

“I think its time I went home and visited the family.”  

“What family?” 

“Mary’s,” as he flashed Bobby the list with Frank’s name. “I am going to fuck with this entire family.”  

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[ollythepikman]

harvey fan?? and also into ow?? that's so cool ‼️ you should totally just ramble about harvey (either headcanons or just whatever) because i love hearing what others have to say about the silly guy. please ignore how empty my main is i never post on here other than on my goofy sideblogs n that's it 😭 but i hope you're also having a good day!

Hello! I can totally rant about Harvey as he is my favorite little goober.

Also I’m very sorry if this comes out very randomly I’m not that good of a writer

Height: 6”2

Sexuality: pansexual, acespec, polyamorous

Gender: trans masc (he/they)

I’ve played sdv for about 505 hours at least and like I’ve married Harvey I think 4ish times here are my hcs!

I feel like him and Shane would have been friends when they were like 6-14 until Shane’s parents stop letting him visit the valley. When Shane goes on his ark I feel like Harvey would help him with his gender transition (I also hc Shane as trans masc lolz) which not getting gender affirming care would rlly affect his mental health. When Harvey was younger I could totally see him being super into Pokémon spending most of his time on it. Rlly weird hc I may be just self projecting but I feel like he would have been a Warriors kid trying to get Elliott into the books when they were younger. I do ship Shane and Harvey. Harvey would just suck at any type of video game. He would bleach the tips of his hair to look younger (it doesn’t work to well)

I hc his voice as three different voices: early transition I feel like he would sound like raggedy Andy from that one 1970s movie and then after his transition I feel like his voice would either settle as a John Mulaney type voice or he would just sound like the main singer for they might be giants. (Which I think fits him more)

He listens to Jack Stauber after Sam introduces it to him, his favorite songs from him would be buttercup, Doctor, and dinner is not over so basically only the rlly happy upbeat songs

Songs I immediately associate with him are Love grows, Doctor worm, Dinner bell, and Good old-fashioned lover boy

He would kinda hate PDA anything more than a hug, holding hands, or a cheek kiss he doesn’t like as he fears it may make him look unprofessional.

He is a victim of deez nuts jokes

He’s my lil goober with social anxiety and autism

His autumn outfit would consist of a baggy sweater with a beanie and gloves

Winter outfit would have a puffy jacket with a scarf covering his mouth/nose he would force Shane into wearing a coat

He would be the best father if he had kids

Shane convinced Harvey to smoke weed with him once and he immediately greened out lmao

He loves to cuddle with whoever he’s dating especially in the cooler months

A bit of self projection with this one but he HATES the feeling of foam like that crafting foam

He’s vegetarian

He would be a musical fan and a theatre kid

Depending on like the timeline I’m playing/the oc I’m using I hc see him a bit differently like if I’m using my oc named Soil he’s 35 he’s on HRT and he hasn’t gotten top surgery, if I use Abraham I hc him as 40ish he’s fully transitioned, and if I’m using Book he’s 35 and fully transitioned

And please please PLEASE if you wanna hear any more hcs from sdv or ow or unicorn wars please ask! I love to rant about things!

Edit: here’s a playlist I made for Harvey Art by dustlicious on tumblr https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7JvpKTQkbebOfh2996jYOh?si=AF4_I1fbS6-k6tuc1sHXyA&pi=u-V7ByQUHVS0i2

[ejunkiet]

For the 2023 fic writer asks: 20 and 30. And may the week be kind to you.

from fic writers asks 2023!

*tacklehugs!!* thank you, and you too!! ;u; (I think we've all earned some kindness after the rollercoaster of this last year..!)

20. Share your favorite ending line?

LOVE THIS QUESTION >:3 okay, let me see... hehehe lets have a chapter ending from 'ropes and fangs', the original novella I'm working on:

When the moon was full, he’d change and he’d be helpless to it, to the call of instinct and the hunt. A ferocious, wild joy that he was powerless to resist, succumbing to the shift with abandoned freedom as he takes full possession of his birth rite, running through the forests on the outskirts of the city. And she was human, completely unaware of the realities of the world and the other creatures that live within it. Fuck.

I just love the contrasts here hehehe. <33

30. What’s something that you want to write in 2024?

I'm going to take this as things I want to finish, which is the short story in the same verse as ropes and fangs!!! It's about Ilya and Georgi, and their relationship with an aro changeling. snippet and incredible art by andy HERE.

I've been thinking a lot about aromanticism this year (in regards to my personal life sksksk) and this is part of my exploration of it. I've written the first part, the second part is sketched out, it's smutty as hell, and just needs me to be in the right head space for smut writing xD

[saintmeghanmarkle]

Did the late Queen have a blind spot for Andy and harold? by u/alreadydoneit01

Did the late Queen have a blind spot for Andy and harold? From many accounts, it seemed Randy Andy and mad Harold were the Queen's favorites-or at least pretended to be. Most likely they were two faced snakes who sucked up to the Queen and had a different face to everyone else.With Andy I was really shocked by the Queen's indulgence. When they were trying to serve a subpoena, Andy hid out at balmoral-she was the Queen and head of the Church of England-one would think she wouldn't allow it? Also right after Epstein died, a photo of Andy with the Queen was released-trying to pretend all was over and now he could be back. I was surprised at who would allow this from the Queen's office-right after his death. I also recalling many reports that they wanted to remove Andy's security and the Queen refused till the very end. meanwhile Princess Anne and prince Edward and their families have no security-despite being working royals. He was also given very plum assignments and allowed to keep them despite doing private deals with people he met on his trips. She also gave him a gazillion year lease on Royal lodge.With harold, he seems to never respect his father and kept running to the Queen for his needs. I remember the reports about KCIII replying to the Queen saying he was not a bank, when she asked him about not giving money to the harkles. My first thought was-Charles is 70+-why is the Queen asking him about what he does with his son and Charles having to explain to the Queen. I mean Charles at 70, the Queen should have taken a hands off approach. She was also overly generous with him regarding the line of succession rumors of the invisible children. That should have been put to rest-either way. Also poor William seemed to take the brunt of harry's wrath. Also recollections may vary-seemed to come from Catherine. It seems all the strong response came from Wills and KCIII.The two years of KCIII as King has been a stark difference for these two-Randy Andy and Mad harold. Andy lost his govt funded security. Harold is now persona non grata and the Palace/govt is correcting that Harold is a private citizen-Nigeria trip. Palace is also not indulging the Harkles. Charles seems to be dealing with the harkles and trying to fix it before he passes it on to William.The Queen seemed to have a blind spot. Or perhaps it was a keep your friends close and enemies' closer strategy? But with the harkles that strategy is a disaster as their strategy seems to be to take every conversation/interaction, twist it around and sell it to the highest bidder while claiming to be the victim.Just curious after seeing the strong way KCIII is handling the harkles and Randy Andy-while dealing with cancer at 75. post link: https://ift.tt/n89MjUW author: alreadydoneit01 submitted: May 10, 2024 at 03:02AM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit disclaimer: all views + opinions expressed by the author of this post, as well as any comments and reblogs, are solely the author's own; they do not necessarily reflect the views of the administrator of this Tumblr blog. For entertainment only.

[evansbby]

Ok hear me out-

The smut with Steve,it was about reader's pleasure🥺🥹💗 I mean Steve could have forced her into her giving him a pussy job let's be fr here but he didn't it was all about her

(Ari literally used/manipulated her and took her virginity the first time they met😭🥲)

Like- this points alot about their personality

Or am I being crazy 🥲

Probably am😇

Steve may be dark but he is literally exuding much more BDE 😵‍💫😵‍💫 here let's be honest 😏😮‍💨🫡🤨

Like Stevie boy is not here to play(he will with readers feeling ik they are both terrible😭😭😭😭😭) but slay/stay

But like- may be I'm just like u

I just show I'm Ari girl but deep down in down bad for Stevie 🥹(in general not ref. to wg)

And I loved the moment wher she calls him Stevie

Omgggg it was so cuteeeeerr🥹💗

I loved the moment btw ari and reader when he was ticking her sooo wholesome 😭

But also-

May favs were with Steve him giving her his jacket 💗💗🥹🥹💗💗💗🥹🥹🥹💗🥹

Him finding her keys for her🥹

Omggg omgggg omggggggg so cuteeeeeeee 😭

I just loved them😤

I ship them💗

I love ur fics I literally read everything u write

Honestly I've also joined ur hate-train for Andy

Bhaahahhahahnbhahhabaha

But honestly if u write a fic about him I'll read that too💗

(I mean I did read ur pete fic)

Awww this is so cute! I really sincerely love your enthusiasm for my writing 🥹🥹🩷🩷

Pleasee choose an anon emoji if you want, so I can save your asks under a tag!

Now to your ask:

I purposely gave Steve more bigger dick energy than Ari in Wicked Games 2, bc I HAD to make sure you as the readers would take him as a serious threat to Ari. Already, WG!Ari was established as this hot cocky jerk guy and visually he is ARI LEVINSON and he’s just a god of a man.

So if I’d introduced “Steve🤓☝️” then nobody would’ve taken him seriously lmao. Therefore, I had to introduce “Steve😮‍💨😏” who is all sexy and mysterious SO PEOPLE WOULD TAKE HIM AS REAL COMPETITION TO ARI and guess what??? I think I did my job a bit too well 😂😭😭

Anyways, I love how you really have faith in Steve being a great guy who cares about reader 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 and you want to believe he’s good but youre also questioning if you’re delulu bahahaha I can’t wait till I post part 3!!!

[andvys]

Okay, so I was asleep literally all day yesterday, so I'm catching up on all the ask replies and OMFG. My heart rate is going through the roof. (That could be the energy drink I had oops)

First off, holy crap Robin is the villain 😳 and she's going to spread lies. Please say it ain't so. (Not gonna lie. I kinda thought it would be Nancy for some reason) Please say Robin will definitely get a talking to and apologize to Blondie and become bffs. Please

"oh they will both suffer but only one of them will be told those lies"

So what lies are we talking about? Is she going to tell steve some made up bull about seeing blondie with another guy? Please say it's nothing harmful to either steve or blondie right?🥺

'the softest villain to ever exist until she gets extra mad"

Mad? Extra mad? Mad at what Andy?

"okaaay but I'm totally ready for steve to be fucking pissed at robin after that, because I just know that she's gonna cause some problems now."

Same anon, and I'm freaking terrified

""Will Robin be the one groveling when she takes things too far?"

"nope""

Nope? 😤 she better be groveling i-

"I luvvv robin don't get me wrong but I may have to square up with her"

Same anon

""I get wanting to protect your best friend, but damn won't blondie feel betrayed by someone she thought was a friend when she learns about Robin's lies?"

"definitely""

Noooo I'm not ready for that heartbeat 😭

Also can't wait for Max, Eddie & Lucas to defend blondie against the whole "incapable of love" thing i just know they're gonna go off🙃

"it's gonna be so nice when robin finds out about her feelings and when Eddie finds out about Steve's feelings 🤭"

Eddie & Robin be like

""We've read them screwing but I can't wait for blondie and steve to make loveeeeee❤️❤️"

"you will love the next chapter then 🥰""

Andy the anticipation I'm feeling for the next chapter has sky rocketed!!!

""Who will find out blondie's true feelings first, Steve or Robin?"

"what if they find out at the same time? 🫢""

Girl I-

"do you wanna see more of her being all sweet and clingy with him?🤭🤭"

Yes👏🏻 the 👏🏻 heck 👏🏻 we 👏🏻 do👏🏻 (please and thank u🫣)

"YEAH Nancy would talk some sense into Robin if she knew about the whole thing and she'd defend blondie!!!"

Oh thank God I never doubted you Nance (literally thought she would be the villain but 🤫)

"I kinda wanna reveal something about dwoht but I don't wanna spoil but I'm so gidddyyyyyy"

Do it!

"Blondie's sister knows. Eddie knows. Robin knows.

And someone else knows too"

It's Lucas it has to be everything he hints to is a little to on point.

Anons ask saying how everyone supports except Robin is so hilarious to me because I can totally see Argyle bring out a "celebratory" blunt out😭

"someone tell me what it's like to be in love cause I genuinely don't even know what it's like to crush on people I know irl"

Same girl same

""I wonder when max find out if she hasn't already to some extent. I can imagine though that when she does she would give Steve a good talking to about not breaking her "big sister's" heart or he will have her to answer to."

" oh she would definitely have a talk with Steve about it 🤭""

Nail bat and all 💅🏻

"Steve HAS to defend his girl at some point!!!"

He better 😤

"Steve is gonna be so emotional when he finds out the truth"

"Also, Robin won't tell Steve any lies👀"

Andy wha- so is she going to tell blondie lies I-

That's all my heart can take right now, but I'm so really to read the rest of dwoht🫶🏻

PLEASE ALL THESE REACTIONS HAD ME GIGGLING 😭😂

Eddie and Robin will actually be that shocked pikachu meme

you think Lucas knows huh? everyone else thinks its him too 🤭

and Max threatening Steve with his own bat? we'd love to see that

I'm so happy you're enjoying this story so much 🥰

[sommerregenjuniluft]

helloooo lune dear <3 can i ask about sisters strangers stardust pretty please??

laaaauurrriiieee<3 i was busy so i forgot about the asks eurgh i know shame on me BUT i will give u an extra long snippet

this is my black sisters fic that's been rotting in my docs for at least a few months but i do like it a lot, just not on the forefront of my mind atm

[to set the scene: bella is already married and moved out, but they're all together for an occasion in their family mansion about to cheers with sparkling wine or some pureblood equivalent (also X resembles some pureblood heir and XY his family name)]

“I can’t,” Andy breathes out. “Yes, you can,” their mother rolls her eyes, “No need for false modesty, darling.” Andromeda stares at her from across the table for a long moment. Then she takes a shallow breath and says, “I’m pregnant.” And Narcissa immediately knows something isn’t right. Other than the fact that her sister is sodding pregnant at only 18, of course. Something is wrong, something is very, very off. Bellatrix looks fully present for the first time since she stepped through the door of their home today, eyes intently fixed on their sister now. ”Pardon?“, Cygnus calls in from the head of the table. ”Wha— When?“ Druella stammers and Narcissa can see the cogs turning above her head for the opportunity her daughter and X could have had between all the chaperones at the various events they’d attended to meet up with the XY family. A needless, wasteful attempt at clocking the incident.  Since it wasn’t X. That supposition is only confirmed when Andy flits a nervous glance at Narcissa and their eyes meet.  Pleading. For what, Narcissa cannot make out and it scares her motionless, frozen. She’s not sure she’s breathing. Their gaze breaks when Andy looks back at Druella, shoulders incredibly tense, and licks her lips, “For one and a half months now.” After a few seconds a disbelieving chuckle tumbles from between their mother’s lips. It sounds dismissive almost, posed already, masked automatically. “Well, that is rather untraditional and also,” Druella looks at her daughter disapprovingly as well as a little alien, “—unexpected, may I say. And while it does work analogically to the engagement I’d have thought you to be able to keep your hands to yourself for the time being. Especially with the way you were regarding the boy the first time you two met officially. Surprising, as I say, it is.” Druella seems to be talking more to herself now than the rest of the family, eyes flitting along the pristine white table cloth, “We’ll just move the wedding up. Should be no trouble compromising with the XY for an earlier date, no need for any hysteri—” She falls quiet suddenly as Cygnus raises a hand to silence her, squinting at his second-oldest suspiciously. Andromeda’s eyes are tear filled now, lips pressed into a hard line, a knit to her brows. She keeps shaking her head minutely, begging not to force her say it, desperate for forgiveness, or mercy more like, regretting saying something in the first place. “Whose child is it, Andromeda?” their father’s voice comes, low and demanding.  Narcissa’s heart skips out.

the other sisters strangers stardust snippet