#10/10 should've stayed dead

[bighandsforabigheart]

I get so angry whenever I think about BvS Superman because that is not who he's supposed to be but he makes it up by wearing that slutty suit and getting railed and impaled by multiple beings

[33forthew1n]

ᥫ᭡ couple chaos ᥫ᭡

🏎️❣️ lando norris x gf!reader 🏎️❣️

SMAU- faceclaim: brunettes on pinterest

fluff

synopsis: well loved and well known paddock couple lando norris and yn ln are chaos. everyone has been waiting for their engagement, but are they the ones getting engaged or is it another paddock pairing?

WARNINGS: N/A

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f1 the paddock's favorite pair 🧡

tagged: @lando @ynlaughs

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ynlaughs ayo whose that sexy lady 😏

↳ lando @carlossainz55 isn't in this post?

↳ ynlaughs please take your homoerotic "friendship" elsewhere

lando my lucky charm 🧡

^❤️ by author

landosmullet they're so cute omg 🥹🥹

ynlandocouple my favs ☹️

mclaren Yn 😍😍😍😍

↳ lando Ok i'll just die I guess.

↳ ynlaughs No..haha 😕😕 you're so sexy don't die

↳ lando should've hired you to speak at our suicide prevention assemblies in grade school 😇

ynlover4 non ynlando fans dont know how chaotic and weird they are 💀💀

↳ alonsosdnf when they were interlocking toes on her ig story....😭

↳ ynlover4 or when he wore a hoodie with a picture of her during her teen cosplay phase to the f175 event 💀

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ynlaughs

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ynlaughs Been debating sending this into deuxmoi but decided against it. It's better you all hear it from me. Lando Norris (previously known as nando lorris and Lando Nowins) is a CHEATER!

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ynlover4 what's the tea omfg??? fill me in y'all pls

↳ lando yn wanted to stay in for a movie night but i already had plans to eat dinner with carlos' family. she believes this to be the ultimate betrayal and told me to "go if my love for her is dead" 🙄 safe to say my girlfriend is perfectly normal and not at all dramatic

↳ ynlover4 fair enough. break up w him @ynlaughs

↳ ynlaughs i should, shouldn't i?

ynlaughs @carlossainz55 how does it feel to not be the other woman?

↳ carlossainz55 what can i say? i'm a smoooooth operator 🏎️

↳ ynlaughs Gtfo.

georgerussell63 ☕️☕️☕️

↳ ynlaughs girl you are so chismosa

↳ ynlaughs but tell carmen its girls night tmmrw. ur invited.

↳ georgerussell63 will do! 💁🏼‍♂️

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ynlaughs

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ynlaughs he does love me 🧡💐

tagged: @lando

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lando 😐😑😐

↳ ynlaughs hehe...is this thing on? 🎤

↳ lando anyways...what do you rate our vday?

↳ ynlaughs dinner? burnt so 0.4/10. flowers? cute! 4/10. my date? cuter! 10/10. me? sexy/10

↳ lando ykw...fair you were pretty hot if i may say so myself

↳ ynlaughs you may not.

ynlover4 on todays episode of "who can be meaner?" yn wins!!

↳ landofan04 ok but she always wins. this is news to who exactly?

↳ ynlover4 Don't pmo.

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lando

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lando how i sleep at night knowing i have the cutest, hottest, smartest, funniest girlfriend in the world

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ynlaughs oh lando you shouldn't have ☹️🧡

↳ lando thank God i didn't. YOU stole my phone and posted this...STALKER!

↳ ynlover04 not proudly posting abt yearning for ur girl is an L in my book...😬

↳ ynlaughs TELL EM 🔊🔊🔊

jensonisadilf im starting to think @ynlover04 is yn's alt acc...

↳ ynlaughs oh so now women can't band together?? #CANCELLED #JENSONISADILFISOVERPARTY

lando when will we all learn that no matter what yn gets the final say 🤥

↳ ynlaughs neva 🤭💋

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ynlaughs

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ynlaughs pic 1: my man rn since he's without me

pic 2: me (his beautiful academic weapon 💪📚)

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lando haven't slept a wink since u left me 🫩 plz come back my gorgeous queen

↳ ynlaughs one of us has to be smart 🫤

↳ lando i was smart enough to know u would be the best gf in the world?

↳ ynlaughs yet not smart enough to spell 'sincerely' correctly on your mum's bday card last week....

↳ lando low blow...:(

↳ ynlaughs if you ever want another blow, stfu.

↳ lando 🗣️➡️🙊

↳ ynlaughs as you should

ynlover04 do they know we're here too? ↳ landosixwins no, best we keep it that way

↳ynlover fair enough

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lando.jpg the most beautiful woman in the world just turned 23! my yn. my love. my everything. thank you for being who you are. day in and day out you make my world better. every night i thank the universe that i get to be with the best woman i've ever met. you are insanely smart and i know you will achieve your dreams one day 🖤🎓

darling, thank you for being mine.

loving you has been the greatest gift of my life :)

tagged: @ynlaughs

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ynlaughs 🥹🥹🥹🥹 my baby!! thank you the most <3 you've made this birthday my most special one yet

↳ lando.jpg 🖤🧡🖤

^comments have been limited^

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deuxmoi *BLIND BAG* One popular Formula One driver was recently seen shopping at multiple luxury jewelry stores. Notably, Pandora, Swarovski, Fabergé, and Cartier. These retailers are well known to sell engagement rings, expensive and lavish ones at that. This athlete has been dating his girlfriend for the past three years. They are quite popular around the paddock and are well-loved by fans worldwide.

Who do you think will be cuffing their lady soon?

*anonymous submission*

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landoyntruther it HAS to be ynlando...dating for three years, their parents get along super well, they live together...yn norris 2025. I'VE CONNECTED THE DOTS

↳ ynlover04 you didn't connect shit

↳ landoyntruther i've connected them.

charlesxalex ok but it could also be charles and alex?

↳ formulafrench mr. date the friend group? yeah and im michael schumacher 🙂‍↕️

george63russell george and carmen engagement era??? OMG

↳ tposeoclock i meaaan they have been together for over three years and look pretty happy/stable...im not against this

↳ ynlandotruther stop saying plausible things. SHUSH

↳ george63russell 🙁🔇

alexisalbon ok but of this was alex and lily i would geek out 😭😭😭

↳ tungtungalbon this would require alex actually get off tiktok long enough to plan an engagement so nope

ynlandotruther i am standing by my suspicions. see y'all when i am laughing in your faces since im so right

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a month later..

lando and ynlaughs

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lando and ynlaughs 06.04.25 marks the most special day of my life. the absolute love of my life said yes to marrying me. @ynlaughs ➡️ @ynnorris coming soon

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ynlaughs what am i just gonna stop laughing once we get married?? 🙁🙁

↳ ynlover04 tsk tsk tsk @lando answer for your crimes

↳ lando i'm never catching a break am i...

↳ georgerussell63 nah she's yours forever now, mate

carlossainz55 i remember when he called me the love of his life...jajaja 🥲🥲🥲🥲

ynlaughs more like @lando ➡️ @landolaughs 😏

↳ lando anything to make you happy babe 🫩

charles_leclerc Congratulations ❤️

ynlover04 the crazy bastard was right..

↳ ynlandotruther I KNEW ITTTT 😭 you tried to call me crazy but i was RIGHT. 🤭🤭🤭

mclaren papya themed wedding in the works 😍🧡

↳ ynlaughs ENOUGH.

[all-with-angel]

5 more minutes

❥ Teen!Nanami and Reader

masterlist

“Nanami.”

“I know.”

“We have to go.”

“Just 5 more minutes.”

You pause by the door, cold hand against the even colder handle. Nothing but the buzz of the bright overhead lights and hum of the AC filled the silence. It was quiet, an ugly kind of quiet. The kind that tears you apart.

The morgue smelled of antiseptic and cold metal, if you stayed long enough, you could smell the cologne of a student that was stained with the smell of blood and death.

You and Nanami stayed quiet. Maybe one was trying to forget the face that lies underneath that white linen, while the other was burning it into their memory.

This silence used to be filled by someone else's voice, you remember. Someone you and Nanami knew well. Someone who despised the quiet and always had something to say- probably something kind, something optimistic or something stupid. Someone laying dead on an examination table.

“You said that 10 minutes ago.” You mumble, as if afraid to speak. Afraid to take over what little memory you had left of a more boisterous voice that was supposed to fill heart crushing silences like these.

If Nanami had heard you, he didn’t say anything. He sat with his back against the wall, head tilted back with a damp washcloth over his eyes. It was cold, to help with swelling.

You bit the inside of your cheek.

You could still see the tear stains on Nanami’s cheeks despite the cover. Similar to your own.

You stand there for what feels like hours, watching the rise and fall of Nanami’s own breathing. He still doesn’t move. Not even as the clock goes past the supposed 5 minutes.

Nanami let out a small, shaky breath. It didn't do much to ease what he was feeling, if anything, he sounded on the verge of another breakdown. In an even smaller voice, he finally spoke. “...You can go. I’ll stay.”

“I’m not leaving you here.”

“I’m-” His voice cracks, and he takes another breath. Another exhale. “I’m okay.”

Your hand left its place on the door handle, letting the door close shut. A loud click in the otherwise painfully quiet room. A room where only two heartbeats beat, when it should've been three. Wordlessly, you make your way beside Nanami, shoes clicking echoing against the cold tiles. You stand, there’s nowhere else to sit. But you're beside Nanami now. 

Your hand is shaking as you let it sit on his shoulder. You could feel him tense, just before he starts shaking again. His hand grips the seat. He takes another deep inhale.

“Just 5 more,” Nanami’s voice shook, fresh tears starting to streak down his cheeks. “Just 5 more minutes. Then I can let him go.”

A.N. I AM SO SORRY BLAME THE ANON WHO REQUESTED AND GAVE ME NOTHING TO WORK WITH

[buckets-and-trees]

Steve Rogers Collection

↠ Main Masterlist | Aspen's Ask Box | Field Guide to the Forest

Unless specifically noted, all of my stories feature a female reader insert character.

dividers by my lovely og wife @vesearartistry

Series & Collections

EXILED NOMAD a series of encounters that could have happened between Civil War and Infinity War SOFT DARK, explicit smut, rough sex, emotionally damaged Steve, lonely reader

↠ July 3, 2017: When He First Got Me [2.2k] (Steve POV) ↠ July 4, 2017: You Should've Seen Him [1.2k] ↠ September 28, 2017: Pull the String [3.7k] ↠ September 28, 2017, around midnight: Put Me Back on My Shelf [750] ↠ January 2, 2018: Danger in the Heat of My Touch [2.3k] ↠ February 10, 2018: Just Say When ↠ March 10, 2018: It Fit Too Right [690] ↠ March 21, 2018: Puzzle Pieces in the Dead of Night [1.5k] ↠ April 30, 2018: I Felt More When We Played Pretend [3k] ↠ May 21, 2018: For Keeps This Time [11.7k]

CEDAR TREES a Royal AU historical romance King!Steve x Queen!Reader politically arranged marriage, reluctant pining to true and utter love, SMUT (rough fucking to fluffy and intimate sexual situations)

↠ Fire Burning From a Cedar Tree [3.4k] ↠ The Thrill of Knowing How Alone We Are [1.2k] ↠ Winter Solstice (response to an ask) ↠ Cold Hands, Warm Hearts [1.3k] ↠ A Shift in the Morning Routine [1.1k] ↠ Love That's Laid Beside Me [5k] ↠ The Silence of the Hushed Sublime [4.8k]

RED, WHITE & TRUE - complete a Steve Stays AU Presidential Candidate!Steve x Wife!Reader politically arranged marriage, slow burn, eventual smut

↠ Prologue: Upstate New York (Steve POV) [1.3k] ↠ chapter 1: Manhattan & Brooklyn [4k] ↠ chapter 2: Las Vegas & Cleveland [4k] ↠ chapter 3: Houston [3.4k] ↠ chapter 4: Fort Wayne, Toledo, Detroit [4.2k] ↠ chapter 5: DC, Tampa, Athens [6.1k] ↠ chapter 7: Brooklyn - Pre-Interview [5.8k] ↠ chapter 8: Brooklyn - The Interview [6.1k] ↠ chapter 9: Kansas City - Interview Broadcast Day [7.6k] ↠ chapter 10: Kansas to Tucson - Fallout [6.5k] ↠ chapter 11: Tucson - Refocusing [4.7k] ↠ chapter 12: Tucson & Denver - Important Conversations [6.4k] ↠ chapter 13: Pittsburgh & Harrisburg - October Surprise [9.1k] ↠ chapter 14: Boston & New York - Election Eve [9.1k] ↠ chapter 15: Election Day in New York, pt. 1 [7.2k] ↠ chapter 16: Election Day in New York, pt. 2 [5.3k] ↠ chapter 17: Election Day in New York, pt. 3 [5.8k] ↠ epilogue [2.9k]

WARM SHADOWS - complete post-endgame omegaverse AU Alpha!Bucky x omega!reader, Alpha!Captain Hydra x omega!reader, eventual Alpha!Bucky x omega!reader x Alpha!Steve DARK SMUT, tw: non con, tw: dub con, fluff beginning

↠ chapter one: When You Fall On Me Like Night [2.5k] ↠ chapter two: Let All Light Go [7.5k] ↠ chapter three: Carving Through the Dark [14.4k] ↠ chapter four: The Working of Your Hands [15.5k] ↠ epilogue: The Dawn Has Come [5.5k]

LITTLE LARK a modern mafia AU with dark elements mean Mafia!Steve x curvy Millennial Female!Reader x mean Mafia!Bucky

↠ Little Lark ↠ Bird on a Wire ↠ Bird Home in the Darkness

BUCK’S ELEVEN  a snapshot series, historical AU, Ocean’s Eleven-style heist premise Steve and Bucky and many other Avenger cameos

↠ Buck's Eleven Steve & Bucky ↠ Bookings and Rings Steve x Pan Am Stewardess Reader [600 words, light smut] ↠ Good Luck the team [600 words]

THE BROOKLYN BOYS - complete a post-endgame where Steve stays in the present rom-com drabble series, slow burn Steve x reader, Bucky x reader, eventual Stucky x reader

SERIES: ↠ 1: Bucky and the Bench ↠ 2: Steve and the Sandwich ↠ 3: Bucky and the Books ↠ 4: Steve and the Skyline ↠ 5: Bucky and the Brief Brush ↠ INTERLUDE ↠ 6: Steve and the Ballet ↠ 7: Bucky and the Shelves ↠ 8: Steve and the Blindside ↠ 9: Bucky and the Situation ↠ 10: Steve and the Best Friend ↠ EXITLUDE

MORE STORY: ↠ First Night [takes place immediately after part 10] ↠ Idle Hands [first fall/winter] ↠ Big Red Bow [a few days after their first NYE]

Double-Shots

Tiny Vessels [1.5k] + Don’t Forget You Were the One Who [1.3k] end of Endgame Steve gender neutral Reader insert, brief moments of non-graphic physical intimacy

So Black the Darkness Hums [9.1k] + Ceremonial Rituals [6.7k] + Come Down from Battle [2.4k] Viking King Steve Rogers x curvy Female!Reader DARK, viking AU, explicit smut (non-consent re: prima nocta), kidnapping

One-Shots

Peering In My Hollow Core [2.4k]  Nomad!Steve x Morally Grey f!Reader explicit smut (dubious consent re: sex pollen)

Witchview [1.3k] ignore Endgame/Steve stays, post-WandaVision, witch!reader soft!dark, smut, magic, manipulation

King [1k] mob AU

All the Pieces Fall [3.4k] unidentified male main character x female!reader modern AU, second chance, smut

Drabbles

Not Meant to Be Like This [680] + Not What I Planned At All [950] omegaverse, smut

Steve with a Breeding Kink [750] soft dark, smut, tw: dubious consent

Steve and a Dog [200]  ignore Endgame/Steve stays gender neutral reader, fluff

With You [600] fluff, potential future Neighbor!Steve scenario/chaptered work

Bodyguard Steve [400] mildly smutty, modern AU

Library Volunteer Steve [250] Steve stays AU, fluffy meet cute (with hintss of wanting smut)

Other Chris Evans Characters...

[remmys]

🎃 TFTOBER 2024 !!

Hey there!! I really wanted to participate in an October prompt list, but seeing as I've been really hooked on TF2 for this entire year, I figured it would be fun to do a TF2 themed list!!

If you participate, feel free to tag your posts w/ #tftober !!! I'd love to see what other people do <3 This list should be perfectly doable for any medium (art, writing, sfm, etc!)

Below the cut is a list of all the prompts with some extra flavor text/ideas! Things are kept vague in a typical drawing prompt fashion

DAY 1 - Main

Who's your main? Who do you play most often?

DAY 2 - Hats!

It's not called a glorified hat simulator for nothing! There's plenty of cosmetics at your fingertips in the game!

DAY 3 - Relationships

Everyone knows someone. Whether it's a family member, a friend, a lover, or even an arch nemesis!

DAY 4 - Pyrovision

Put on the goggles and take a look at things with a new perspective!

DAY 5 - Battlefield

Probably where a mercenary spends most of their time

DAY 6 - On Break

Battles don't rage on forever. You've gotta take a break eventually

DAY 7 - Offense

The front lines. The moving force

DAY 8 - Defense

The back lines. Makes sure nobody gets too far

DAY 9 - Support

Everything in between! Perhaps even the foundations of some teams

DAY 10 - Teamwork

It's not called TEAM Fortress for nothing, right?

DAY 11 - Fem Fortress

Happy Friday! Give some love to the girls!

DAY 12 - Free Space

Draw, write, or SFM to your heart's content! Do whatever you'd like!

DAY 13 - Respawn

Nobody stays dead.

DAY 14 - Capture the Flag

That briefcase isn't going to steal itself!

DAY 15 - Backstab

Should've checked behind you.

DAY 16 - Mann vs Machine

Guns and bullets or nuts and bolts? Who knows what could be running through those metallic minds...

DAY 17 - Expiration Date

Teleportation and bread. What else can I say?

DAY 18 - Headcannons

Think a little deeper. What do you just know has got to be true about the mercenaries?

DAY 19 - At home

Everyone comes from somewhere. Everyone has a home.

DAY 20 - Headshot

Looks like you stood a little bit too still.

DAY 21 - Alternate Universe

Emesis Blue? Lil' Pootis? A universe where the mercenaries are all alligators? The world is your oyster.

DAY 22 - Australium

A divine and valued substance rarer than gold

DAY 23 - Administrator

There's more to a war than just the fighters

DAY 24 - Pets

Some people have a soft spot for certain animals. Others choose to keep theirs around 24/7.

DAY 25 - Injury

An inevitability of war

DAY 26 - Control Points

A constant back and fourth

DAY 27 - Comics

Ink, panels, and pages. A story through words and pictures.

DAY 28 - Custom Class

Is nine really enough to cover everyone needed in a war? Probably not!

DAY 29 - Ubercharge

A miracle of medicine

DAY 30 - Sentry

Sometimes the best way to get good aim is to not be the one aiming

DAY 31 - Scream Fortress

Happy Halloween! Scream out to your heart's content and enjoy the spooks of the night!

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

The Veronica to his JD

Ian McKinley x Reader

Warnings: near death experiences, death, mention of Erin and other FD3 characters, Heathers references, 10 things I hate about you reference, comforting Ian

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You went to the fair along with Wendy and Kevin to save Juile, you succeeded and saved Kevin and Wendy but now it was your turn. Ever since Erin's death, lan had been blaming Wendy for it and now he was a threat. While the four of you were trying to leave you saw lan coming right towards you and blocking your path."Get out of here, lan!" You yelled at him, but he had an evil little sarcastic smile on his face. "I'm just enjoying the fireworks for our fair little fair here" lan spoke sarcastically. "Stay away!" Wendy yelled at lan, tears in her eyes. "Oh no way.......do I cause your death?" lan then pointed at Wendy and laughed sadistically. "Just like how you caused Erin's?" His voice becoming darker as he said that. The four of you tried to run away but lan cut you guys off, blocking the path. His handed up and his eyes wide. "Woah, woah, woah, what? Did you just have a vision?" He pointed at himself with a twisted smile. "Was I in it? Was that- was that in a picture? Just tell me how to start it off, lets get this over with." lan said with a dark twisted smile on his face. "You'll save me if you just stay away! It'll all be over!" Wendy said, staying more than ten feet away from him. "What do I care? It skipped me! For me, it's over, I'm not dying!" lan shouted and as if on cue fireworks shot out at lan but missed, but they hit the base of the cherry picker behind him. He laughed. "You see!? I'm not gonna die! It's you, Wendy! You're dead!" And as he said that the top of the cherry picker started to fall, right above his head. "lan!" You shouted but lan couldn't hear you do the fear blocking everything out.

You quickly ran over to lan and jumped on him, making the two of you fall into the grass as the cherry picker fell right where lan would be. lan landed on the ground with you on top of him. You breath heavily as i try to help him up lan groans, dazed from the fall but unharmed. He looks up at you with a mix of confusion and something else in his eyes "Why the hell did you just save me? I was literally trying to kill you all." "are you okay?" lan pushes you away roughly but stays on the ground, running a hand through his disheveled hair "Don't act like you care. You should've let me die. It would've been poetic." "i do care asshole..." lan's expression falters slightly, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face before he quickly masks it with anger "Shut up. You don't get to say that. Not after everything I've done." You suddenly hug him tightly lan freezes at the unexpected hug, his body tense. His hands hover uncertainly in the air before slowly, hesitantly resting on your back "Get off me... this isn't..." his voice cracks slightly, betraying his inner turmoil, you don't let go. lan's breathing becomes uneven, his fingers digging into your clothes as conflicting emotions battle within him "I hate you. I hate that you make me feel... anything but hate right now." "your okay..." lan's walls begin to crack, his body trembling slightly as he finally returns the embrace, holding you tightly

"I'm not okay... I'm so fucking lost. And you... you just had to be nice to me." You lock eyes with Wendy. Wendy watches from a distance, her expression a mix of concern and understanding. lan notices her gaze and tenses again "Don't look at her. Just... stay with me for a minute. Please." "Wendy go...i got him..." Wendy nods and slowly backs away, motioning for Kevin to follow. lan's grip on you tightens as he hears them leaving "Don't leave me too... not yet. I don't want to be alone right now." "how did you get here? Did you drive?" lan's voice is muffled against your shoulder as he speaks "I walked. Been walking around since... since Erin. Needed to clear my head, or maybe just wanted to be close to where she... never mind." "well Wendy was my ride...i can walk with you..." lan finally pulls back slightly, looking up at you with a mix of surprise and lingering anger "You'd really walk with me? After everything I said? After what I tried to do?" "you just tried to kill me...no biggie" you smile softly lan stares at your smile incredulously, then bursts into dark laughter "You're insane. I'm insane. We're all insane here." He stands up slowly, offering his hand to help you up. "Fine. Walk with me. But if you start being all... nice again, I might punch you." "come on Jason Dean lets get you home..." lan's eyes widen at the reference, a small genuine smile appearing for the first time "I think of myself as a Patrick Verona, but sure... lead the way, Veronica Sawyer." "In your dreams..." lan walks beside you, his previous tension gradually easing

"You're definitely a Veronica Sawyer - pretending to be cool while secretly caring too much." You chuckle. As you both walk through the empty fairgrounds, lan's mood shifts to something more contemplative "So... about what happened with Wendy earlier. I don't know why I snapped like that. The visions... they're driving me crazy.""me too..." lan looks at you with sudden understanding, his steps slowing "You've been having them too? I thought I was alone in this... but you... you understand what it's like to see things you can't control." "freaks me the fuck out..." lan nods vigorously, running his hands through his hair again "Yeah. Exactly. It's like someone else is pulling the strings in my head. And when I saw Wendy there... I just lost it." You nod in agreement The streetlights flicker on as night fully falls. lan walks closer to you, almost subconsciously seeking comfort "I don't know what's worse - these visions or facing that I might be wrong about Wendy. About everything." "me too..." lan's voice drops to a whisper as he confesses "I keep seeing myself... dying in different ways. But then there's this one where I don't die, and it's worse because I can see myself becoming... something else." "we'll find a way... hopefully" lan stops walking suddenly, grabbing your arm "What if there's no way? What if this is just... the end for all of us?" His grip tightens, almost desperately "then... we're what killed the dinosaurs" you say sarcasticly A strangled laugh escapes lan as he pulls you into a tight hug again "You're really not helping my existential crisis here, you know that? But... I'm glad you're with me right now." "I'm glad my stupid references made you laugh..." lan buries his face in your neck, his voice muffled and shaky "Shut up. You're making me feel things I don't want to feel. But I don't think I can push you away anymore." You wrap your arms around Ian lan's body trembles slightly against yours, his usual sarcasm completely gone "i... I'm scared. For once in my life, I'm actually terrified." He holds you tighter, breathing uneven "you and me both..." lan pulls back slightly, his eyes searching yours with an unusual vulnerability "Promise me something. If these visions are right... if I really die... don't let me be alone." "i can stay the night with you if you need me to..." lan's face flushes slightly, caught off guard by your offer "You'd... you'd do that? Even after everything I've been?" His fingers intertwine with yours hesitantly "sure...come on JD..." lan's eyes soften at the nickname, a mix of gratitude and lingering darkness in his expression "Lead the way, Veronica." He squeezes your hand as you both continue walking, his other hand occasionally brushing against your arm.

[greenbunny7]

Making this its own post in case E's ask box was hungry

Link to prev asks here

Originally sent to @aroace-get-out-of-my-face's ask box

E!!!!!!!!!!

Vampire Frankenstan au

Ford only heard a knock at the door, just a knock. Checking the mirror, it appeared no one was there. It was definitely a vampire

Ford thought he'd shoot first, ask questions later, which he ends up having several of the latter when the vampire on his porch turns out to be his long-lost twin brother

Unfortunately Stan can't answer any of his questions due to having a silver tipped stake in his chest

You know being a ghost wasn't all that much better than being a vampire, but what's worse than being either of those was seeing who had killed him. It was Ford.

Ford was the vampire hunter. He should've known given his luck

But the real kicker, thing to top it all, Ford was trying to revive him. Stan decidedly did not want to live again. That was the whole point of coming here to begin with, was so that he could finally stay dead

But also, Ford seemed to have found himself in quite the predicament. There was a whole hoard of vampires trying to get in, so Stan had to think of a way to save Ford from this mess and then somehow convince Ford to let him rest in peace (also, if Ford succeeded Stan would have to talk to Ford again after not seeing him for 10 years and then dieing by his hand. That would just be a really awkward conversation)

Meanwhile, Ford is trying to convince Fiddleford that it's a great idea to revive his dead vampire brother. "Come on, I know you wanna mess with the laws of nature with me, please?" Besides, it was Ford's house. He could revive his deceased vampire twin if he wanted!

[mrs-bucky-barnes106]

bucky x reader

the one where you get locked out and go a-knocking on your sworn enemy's door in the middle of the night

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"Fuck!" You yelled, for what seemed like the millionth time that night. You should've listened to Wanda and stayed home instead of going to that stupid bar with that guy. Now, you were locked out of your house because you brilliantly left your keys in his car, and he left you when he said he was going to the bathroom.

You'd been out here for a half hour now doing everything you could to get in your house. You tried to pick the lock, break open a window with a rock, everything. You even walked around back and found a half-open window. You had never been more grateful for your forgetfulness. The only problem was that the window was on the second floor, a full twenty feet above where you stood.

It seemed your only option was to ask for help. All you needed was a ladder to climb up to that window, and everything would be just dandy. Sighing you tried to remember who in your neighborhood was actually home, and who'd let you in at- what time was it anyway?

10:45 P.M. Not bad. Nat and Steve were on vacation. Wanda wasn't here. Sam was away on work.

Shit.

The harsh realization struck you square in the chest. Bucky. The man next door. He was your only option in this dire situation. You hated to think of it, but he was your only acquaintance on this street, if you could even call him that.

You stomped over to his house, your very uncomfortably high heels getting sucked into the mud in his garden.

You made it to his door, steeling yourself to knock.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Your knuckles rapped heavily on the door.

You stood there a minute, and when he didn't appear, you turned around, ready to walk away. He was probably sleeping, there was no use knocking anyway. Maybe you could just camp outside on your porch and wait for Wanda to get back.

Before you got very far, his deep rasp stopped you in your tracks. "Doll? What the hell are you doing here?" Bucky stood at the door, in all his bleary-eyed glory.

You considered bolting to save yourself the embarrassment.

No, you scolded yourself. You had already disturbed him, so the very least you could do was not stand there like a fool and instead, tell him about your troubles. It couldn't make him hate you any more than he already did.

"Doll?"

You turned around and gave him a small wave.

"Jesus-the hell happened to you? You look awful." You missed the concern in his eyes, only seeing the way they flicked down your body. You were suddenly embarrassed of the sequined dress you had chosen for the night. Not exactly something you wanted your most-hated coworker to see you in.

"Well, thanks," you rolled your eyes. "I- you know if you're just gonna stand there and tell me how bad I look, then forget it." You started to walk away.

"I wasn't- doll, wait. Why'd ya come?" He sounded earnest, almost concerned as he reached out for your wrist and gently grabbed hold of it.

"I- I need your help with something."

"With what?"

"I need help getting inside my house," you whispered, eyes cast downward from the shame that now consumed you.

God, how pathetic was this? Not only did you do the most idiotic thing you possibly could have in your entire adult life, but you went to Bucky of all people for help.

"With what? I can't hear you, c'mon speak up," his tone was commanding, and he sounded slightly irritated. His forehead crinkled, eyebrows scrunching down till his eyes were two thin slits, the blue orbs almost completely disappearing. Great, he was making you say it again.

You lifted your head up, staring into his eyes. The worst of it was over, you had come to Barnes. You spoke clearly, trying not to cringe at how stupid your situation sounded, "I need help getting into my house. Do you have a ladder or something?"

"The hell happened to your keys?"

"D-does it matter?!" You cried, exasperated.

"I- no, no, just come in, it's freezing out here and you look half-dead. And half-naked. Jesus, doll, do you not own anything warm?" Again with the insults. If you weren't desperate you would've showed him what half-dead really looked like.

You walked in after him, and were immediately struck with the realization that you had never been inside his house. And well, it looked...nice. Nicer than you expected for an old grouch like him. Huge murals filled two of the foyer walls, and everything was in pleasant, muted autumnal colors that somehow made him seem almost human.

"So where's the ladd...," you trailed off, realizing he was no longer in sight. Just great, he had left you by yourself immediately after inviting you in.

By this point, you were freezing in your mini dress, and all you really wanted was to just wipe off all your makeup and curl up into a ball of oblivion. Unsure if you were welcome to take a seat while you waited, you stood awkwardly in his foyer, shivering slightly because, of course, he had the thermostat turned all the way down.

"Here," Bucky reappeared suddenly, handing you a soft blanket and pillow.

"W-wait I don't need a place to sleep just the-"

"Look, doll, it's now 11:00 and it's freezing out. Quite frankly, you're insane if you think I'm gonna let you go out there with a ladder to climb into your side window. So, just please shut up, go to the bathroom do whatever you need to do, put on the change of clothes I left you and just go. to. sleep."

Wait change of clothes? Wouldn't they be...his clothes? Why was he being so nice to you, and more concerningly, why did that make you feel warm inside??

"I- okay, thank you," you didn't know what else to say.

Why was he being so nice to you? Where was the Barnes that was condescending? The one that was annoyed by every little thing you did and hated your entire existence?

He led you upstairs to his bathroom where you wiped off your makeup and splashed some water on your face.

Walking out to his bedroom, you found the clothes he laid out for you. An oversized T-shirt you guessed was too small for him and gray sweatpants. They were huge, but oh so soft. They also smelled like him, woodsy with a hint of...was that sandalwood?

You put on his clothes, instantly engulfed in the fabric. You walked downstairs with the blanket and pillow in hand, finding the couch easily enough.

"What're you doing?" Bucky asked, walking into the living room with a mug.

"Going to sleep?" You frowned up at him as you started to position the pillow to your liking.

"I- Jesus, doll, there's an entire bed up there. The hell do you mean you're sleepin' on the couch?"

"It's your house, I'm not taking your bed away too!"

"You're not taking the bed away, just go lie down."

"No, I'll sleep on the couch, it's fine."

"Why are you being stubborn? I'm offering you the bed."

"And I'm declining." You crossed your arms without realizing that you were mirroring the pose he held.

He sighed heavily before asking, "Why don't we both take the bed then, will that make ya feel better?" He sounded as exasperated as you felt and before you knew it, he was ushering you upstairs, grabbing the pillow and blanket he provided you with earlier.

You entered his room and laid down on opposite sides of the bed, which was warm, and so soft. Of course, it smelled like him too. You made a mental note to ask him about his mattress later to get yourself the same one.

"So, uh, how'd you get locked out?" Bucky asked awkwardly, cringing at his attempt to break the silence.

"I left my keys in this guy's car."

"So you didn't ask him for them back?" You felt him turn his head to face you, but you remained staring at the ceiling.

"He drove away before I realized, so yeah."

"Oh, what an ass," he growled.

"Got that right," you chuckled. Then, you stopped yourself. Why did he genuinely sound upset? Was he being protective? No, that was silly. He could care less about you.

You swallowed, turning to face him, welcomed by the sight of his pretty blue eyes and the smirk that would forever adorn his lips.

"Why'd you let me stay?" You finally asked, voicing the question that lingered in your mind.

"Because you'd freeze if you slept out there," he stated plainly.

"Thought you'd enjoy it if that happened," you chortled.

"Eh well- I wouldn't be happy about it. Besides I didn't need that weighing on my conscious all night."

"Mhm," you smiled at him.

"So, what if I told you that I make great pancakes," he scooted closer.

"I would say I'd love some," you said, scooting a bit closer as well. "On one condition."

"What?" You felt his hand rest on your arm, and you let it stay there.

Before you knew it, you were blurting, "Stay here and hold me?"

"Course doll, c'mere."

You snuggled your way up to his chest and felt loving hands run up and down your arms, which then snaked their way down to your waist. He buried his head in your neck, inviting you to rest yours on his chest.

"G'night Bucky."

"G'night doll, sleep well."

You felt a feather-light kiss being pressed to your temple, not quite sure if you had dreamed it all up. In the morning, however, you were greeted with a stack of pancakes in bed...

[presentmacandcheese]

This post by @1nsan1tysan1ty sparked an alternate idea in my mind!

What if Tim dies at 10 from that gunshot wound, but wakes the next morning in the same spot it took him down.

What if he died and an undisclosed amount of hours later finds himself resurrected?

Tim could've sworn he was shot last night, a stray bullet hitting him in the gut. He can remember how it felt ripping through layers of flesh, how dizzy losing that much blood left him until he succumbed to the darkness.

And then he woke up. It was like he blinked and the next day was there. Blood still on his clothes and the ground surrounding him, but no signs on his body that anything else happened.

He trudges home, body cold and achy from what appears to be a night spent in the streets of Gotham.

He hurries, both trying to keep himself from being noticed in his blood stained outfit and to get home before any sort of worry might occur.

Tim should've known better than to consider anyone might worry. No one was home to care. No one was home to even notice he'd died last night.

He cries as the realization hits, mourning himself with no one to share the grief of a child who was never truly gone.

Anyway, just Tim's first time learning he has resurrection powers and can't stay dead

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Do you have any more stories like Cool Story, Bro? Not that stiles is a twin, but that he's pining and feels inferior and there's miscommunications? Or like, Derek is trying to date stiles, but it's a little difficult when stiles thinks it's only fuckbuddies?

Btw, should've lead with this, BUT Y'ALL ARE FREAKING AWESOME!!!

AND

Anonymous asked:

Can you reccomend some sterek fics where they're both head over heels for each other but are too dumb to notice its mutual

AND

Anonymous asked:

hi!! do you have any fic recs where stiles is oblivious to how attractive he is? it’s my absolute favorite trope when he has no idea the effect he’s got on people. thank you guys for all of the work you do it is insanely impressive!!!

Let's find out!

How To Make a Werewolf not Hate You (side affects may include love). by AlexTheShipper

(1/1 I 3,189 I Explicit)

Derek is trying to hold out for his soul mate Genim and refuses to fall for Stiles and his cute moles. Stiles thinks Derek hates him.

Are you in love or something? by yumelilo 

(1/1 I 4,489 I Teen)

Derek Hale was just chilling in his new apartment, minding his own business, when Stiles Stilinski decided to pay him a visit in his summer break from College.

- "Dude, seriously, The Weepies?", Stiles commented on the soft tones coming from Derek's sound system. "I always took you for the heavy metal and hard rock guy...", he mused. Derek huffed a laugh, but kept his face partially hidden. "What are you doing here Stiles?", he asked. The unspoken 'How the fuck did you get keys to my new place?' heavily implied. He heard the human sigh long and suffering, like the idea of answering Derek's question would physically hurt him in a way.

A Question of Pack by CawCawMF

(1/1 I 5,291 I Teen)

Stiles had always been sure of his place in the pack. That place being the absolute lowest tier in the hierarchy of werewolf pack dynamics, but he was sure of it all the same. He wasn’t necessary exactly, since just about anyone could conduct research on supernatural mythology, but his job was still important to the pack and he felt good about that. At least, that’s what he always thought. That all came crumbling down one sunny afternoon in the form of Jackson’s big mouth.

Give me a fucking break. Preferably yesterday. by KinimiB

(4/10 I 7,487 I Not Rated)

Stiles knew that if you asked who's easiest to repleace or most useless in pack, the answer would be quick and always the same. Stiles, ordinary, clumsy human. He knew that, everybody did, but it was just an unspoken rule not to say it out loud.

Until it wasn't.

You're It For Me by RageBiter

(1/1 I 7,960 I Mature)

Derek gets cursed by a witch so every time he's too far from Stiles he endures extreme amounts of pain, not that that's any different from usual. Stiles has to stay at Derek's loft and they get closer than Stiles ever though they'd be. Derek's forced to tell Stiles the secret he's been keeping from him since they met. He and Stiles are mates.

I'm a War of Head Versus Heart by NieR

(5/10 I 23,091 I Explicit)

Being FWB with Derek Hale is great. Awesome, even.

But somehow, somewhere along the way, Stiles thinks he might have fallen in love.

And, well, shit.

don't know what i'm supposed to do (haunted by the ghost of you) by crazyassmurdererwall (smartalli)

(1/1 I 30,926 I Teen)

Stiles sees dead people. Yep. Seriously.

(He’s got this. He’s totally got this. So what if one of them is Derek’s mom?)

If You Wanna Be My Roomie (Lover) by orphan_account

(23/23 I 65,056 I Explicit)

Realistically, Stiles knew that the local University's popularity and commonality meant that many members of his graduating high school class would be starting the Fall 2016 semester alongside him, but he never expected his longtime crush to be one of them. Even more so, he never expected said crush to be assigned as his roommate...oh boy.

You're stronger than you know by Littleredridinghunter

(15/15 I 234,195 I Not Rated)

The pack are letting him down again, his dad is not speaking to him, his life is just generally falling apart.

Until he has to get a bronze dagger to kill a siren and his whole world gets flipped on it's head!

My summaries are rubbish but I hope you'll still give it a chance!

[delulu-with-wandanat]

Mockingbird

Reader Description: He/him, adult, early 30s.

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Male!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of suicide, angst?

(Now now, i know i put out a poll. BUT i started writing this and... oh well enjoy :> I promise the next one will be a lighthearted Wandanat HS au eeekkk!!!!!)

Summary: America Chavez gave Wanda what she wanted, Wanda sees the love of her life again from another universe. However, her lover's variant already build a life without her...

Y/n sits on the sofa with a huff and turned on the TV to watch whatever was available on Netflix, "What a day..." he said to himself. He loved his new job, but of course like any other person he just needed some time alone.

He scrolled to the various crappy movies and series that he hadn't watch. Deciding that he just wanted something light, he put on a sitcom that he watched many times with his late wife a few years ago. It felt weird not watching it with her even until now, but he remembered how much his wife loved re-watching the sitcom over and over to the point where she could recite every single episode by heart.

Y/n smiled at the memory, when the two used to binge watch Brooklyn 99 at the common room of the compound. Wanda even got to the point where she hosted a 'Halloween Heist', but it ultimately stopped after two heist when Natasha won in less than 10 minutes, yes both heist. Honestly they should've known better than to have those kind of heist games with a well renowned international spy.

At least they still have a few rounds of 'Jimmy Jabs' games.

Except they dialed the extremeness to a 10 considering they were the Avengers. We don't have to get into details, but due to the techs that they have and the powers they own, things get very interesting quite quickly.

Well almost everything in his life was interesting, I mean he's surrounded by gods, witches, spies. Not a single day in his life was ordinary...

Including today, when a portal in the shape of a star appeared out of nowhere right in front of him. The portal it self did not shock him in the slightest. What did shock him though was the fact that the love of his life, his wife, his soulmate who died years ago, was now standing right in front of him in the flesh.

Y/n was speechless. Ever more so, the fact that Wanda was choking what it looks like no more than 14 year old girl. "Wanda, what are you doing?!"

"Y/n..." Wanda breathed out, her grip on the girl loosen. The 14 year old girl then fell to the gasping for air. "I- I didn't..."

Y/n stood up from the couch, he couldn't move. His dead wife was alive right before his eyes, either she had rise from the dead or... well, there was only one other possibility.

She was from another universe.

No doubt in his mind that she was. In Y/n's universe, they knew the existence of the multiverse. "I just wanted to see you again." Wanda said with teary eyes.

Being a former SHIELD agent, he was quick to piece the puzzle together. This Wanda must be from a Universe where he had died. He tried to stay calm for her, even though inside, seeing Wanda again brought back so many memories. Happy ones, but most notably the painful one.

Particularly, a memory of the day he lost her.

Wanda noticed that Y/n had been silent the whole time, she hung her head in shame. "I'm a monster..."

Y/n's heart broke at her words. "No... Lyubov, don't say that." He approached her slowly and gently lifted her chin so her eyes meets his.

Gazing into the eyes of the woman he loves that died years ago was something that would never have crossed his mind. It took every, by that I mean EVERYTHING in his power to not breakdown right in front of her.

Little did he know Wanda felt the same, however the difference was her wound was still fresh. Staring into his beautiful eyes again, it broke her. Wanda broke down and pulled him into a hug, taking in everything she could.

His scent, his warmth, his comfort.

She cried on to his shoulders, and Y/n simply held her. It felt good, really good. To be in his arms again. To have Y/n hold her like he used too.

“I miss you, so much." She told him between sobs.

"I miss you too." Y/n responded. Wanda pulled back and rested her forehead against his with her eyes closed. The two stayed like that for a little while, yet the question still lingers in Y/n's mind. Why was Wanda choking an innocent little girl?

It seems like his mind is louder than he thought as Wanda answered the question. "I... When you died, I couldn't- I couldn't move on." She told him hesitantly as she opened her eyes. Fear and guilt painted over her face as she thought of the potential reactions she would get from Y/n.

He glanced at the 14 year old girl behind her, Wanda noticed the way his eyes shifted. She felt the need to explain herself, he deserved to know the truth. To know the extent she went just to be with her lover again.

"I... I chased down, America Chavez. She was the key..." He shifted his eyes back to hers. Key?? "I tried to-" The words got stuck in her throat. "I tried to kill her..." She cried, hanging her head in shame. Y/n's eyes widen at her words.

Wanda... a killer? How bad was her universe treating her to the point where she goes to that extent??

An embrace, was the last thing Wanda had expected to receive from him. She expected a look of disappointment, shame, anger, yet all he did was simply pulled her into a hug.

"I understand."

That was when Wanda started crying against his chest. He was taller, so he kissed the top of her head lovingly. With her ears pressed against his chest, she could listen to his heartbeat. It was the calmest sound she hasn't heard in a while.

"I... I lost you, In my universe. I understand how you feel." Y/n remembered the day Wanda sacrificed herself for the soul stone. After the battle he begged, begged the Avengers to use the stones to bring her back. To have her in his arms again. To hold her...

Wanda felt his emotions. Anger, sadness, grief, Wanda felt it all as memory of her own death came back flooding his mind like a tidal wave. She held him tighter, knowing that he needed this just as much as she does. After a long while, they pulled back resting their foreheads against each other. Both with tears streaming down their eyes.

Wanda cupped his face, she felt Y/n leaning to her touch. When they gazed into each other once again, Wanda, without a second thought, pulled him down for a kiss.

Y/n reciprocated just as quick. Wanting to feel her soft lips after 4 long years. He missed it. Her soft touches, the taste of her lips, her beautiful voice. He missed her so dearly.

Wanda wrapped her arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. Holding onto his figure almost desperately. They held onto each other as they poured all the love they couldn't express with words through their actions.

After a long while, Wanda broke the kiss. "Let's not leave each other again."

Y/n clenched his jaw, he moved his hand from her waist to her face, caressing it. "I want that, more than anything..."

Wanda smiled, a genuine smile that she haven't had for the longest time. Yet... she noticed a hint of hesitation on Y/n's part. "What is it, love?"

He had to tell her, but he didn't know how. Y/n could tell she was broken, broken beyond repair that she goes to this extent. He doesn't know how to break the news to her. "Wands... I want you back, more than anything."

Slowly her smile fades. God he wishes he could bring it back.

"But... you can't stay here..."

That shattered Wanda's heart, "W-why?" Did he not love her just as much? He was a variant of her lover yes, but surely they would share the same love. Did he find someone else?? "What makes you say that?" She asked, from the tone of her voice Y/n could tell his words broke her heart.

"You can't... stay in my universe. And I can't- I can't stay in yours."

"W-why?"

"It would cause an incursion. It will destroy my universe and maybe even yours. I can't let that happen, Wands. I'm sorry." He told her gently while caressing her cheeks.

Her eyes started to pool again as she leaned to his touch. "Why... Why does it have to be like this- Why is the universe to cruel..."

Y/n wanted so badly to erase her sadness, her grief, to see her beautiful smile again. "If I was as powerful as you, I would've ventured across the multiverse for you. But, I'm just a human. The only thing I could do was... move on."

Move on

The word echoes in her head. Y/n had moved on. She looked at him in disbelief. "Move on?" Wanda breathed out.

Y/n clenched his jaw again, "Move on isn't the right word. You will always have a special place in my heart, but... I couldn't stay like that forever. I'm sorry, Wanda." He remembered the countless times he almost took his life, just to be with her again.

Wanda was... angry? Sad, heartbroken, deep down she understood. If she had died, she would've wanted him to live on. The same way her Y/n told her too. Yet part of her was still corrupted. How can he move on so quickly when she would destroy everything just to be with him again?

Anger was boiling inside her, before she could ask any further, they heard a little girl's voice. "Daddy?" Wanda was shocked to her core. Y/n... has a daughter.

Y/n quickly wiped his tears and turned around to face the 4 year old girl. "Heyy pumpkin." The little girl ran over to her father as he bent down to pick her up. "What are you doing up this late huh?" He asked her.

"Bad dream..." The little girl said while rubbing her eyes, yet it was clear she was still sleepy. Y/n turn to face Wanda with a gentle smile as he held his daughter.

Wanda was speechless, the sight... warmed her shattered heart. She was happy for him, but devastated that he had built a life... without her. The thought of Y/n having a kid, a family with someone else felt like a stab in her heart.

"Who's that?" The little girl asked, pointing at Wanda who was standing a few centimeters away from them with her hand on her chest. Trying so hard not to burst into tears.

Shit... how should he say this. "Honey, this is..." He wanted his daughter to know. But, she was too young. "...a very dear friend of mine. She has magical powers and came to visit me."

'Dear friend', so Wanda truly is out of his life.

The little girl waved at Wanda. "Hello!"

"Hi..." Wanda whispered. She wanted to hold the little girl. Wanda felt some sort of connection with her that she couldn't quite pin. It seems like the little girl felt the same as she leaned towards Wanda with grabby hands. Y/n took a few steps closer to Wanda, slowly.

"I think she wants to be held by you." Y/n said, looking at his daughter lovingly.

"May I?" Wanda asked, glancing at him. He nodded and gently moved his daughter onto Wanda's arms. The first thing the little girl did was reach up to touch her crown while giggling. “Oh-“

The action caused Wanda to laugh a little too. His daughter is beautiful. She definitely has her father’s hair. But her facial features probably leaned more towards her mother, whoever it is. Probably someone she knew as the little girl looked so... familiar.

“Magic?” The little girl asked.

Wanda smiled gently as she hovered her hand in front of the little girl. She projected a tiny rabbit that hopped around her hand, causing the little girl to giggle while clapping her hand. The bunny hopped around the little girl as well before disappearing into a red mist.

Unbeknownst to Wanda, Y/n doing everything in his powers not to break down at the sight before him. “Are you friends with my mama?

Wanda didn’t know how to answer that. “Um…”

“My daddy says my mama has magic powers, like you!” The little girl explained.

“Has your Mama talked about me?” Wanda asked, trying to keep her voice steady. The only other person who she know was a witch is Agatha.

"No..." The little girl said sadly. "Dad says she's somewhere up there." She pointed at the ceiling, Wanda understood what she meant. "He said we'll visit her one day!"

"Oh... I see." Well, what was she supposed to say. The little girl then played with her crown again, and Wanda lets her. Loving smile plastered on her face. It seems like the little girl was studying her face as well??

"You look a little bit like her?" Y/n's daughter blurted out. Could it be? No it can't be. "My mama had brown hair though, yours is red."

Deciding she didn't want to get her hopes up, she asked the girl a question. Hoping to steer the subject. "What's your name?"

"Wanda." The little girl answered, she was too pre occupied with Wanda's crown to notice the shift in Wanda's expression. "My daddy says my mama has the same name too." The little girl added.

Oh... It all makes sense now. The connection she felt toward the little girl.

Wanda finally glanced at Y/n who had a sorrow look plastered across his face. That was when she finally noticed the difference, this Y/n indeed looked much much older than the one from her universe. Her heart stammering in her chest. This wasn't just Y/n's daughter... It's their's.

Y/n approached the two of them, they didn't know how long time had passed. Probably a while, as little Wanda had decided to nestle on the crook of her mother's neck with her eyes closed. Wanda searched Y/n's eyes for explanation.

"You-" He corrected himself, "Her mother, had complications with pregnancy." He explained while tucking a hair behind his daughter's ear, watching her sleeping form with a small smile. "So, Tony made us an artificial womb to carry this little devil."

Wanda looked at his- her daughter's sleeping form. It felt surreal.

"But uh..." His voice cracked slightly, "Wanda and I got sent on a mission, to bring everyone back from the snap. We won... but I lost her." It was clear that the memory brought so much pain to him. "Not long after that this little bug was born. Wanda... never got to meet her. So I named her after her mother."

No wonder the girl looked familiar, she had took on most of Wanda's facial feature. Her nose, her face structure, but most notably her eyes. She looked exactly like how she was when she was younger.

"I would never forget you, Wanda." He whispered so only she could hear. Wanda glanced at Y/n who had tears in his eyes.

Wanda was at lost for words, the only thing she could came up with was. "She has your hair."

Y/n chuckles, "Yeah... that's kind of the only thing she got from me." He had a longing look as he stared at little Wanda holding onto her mother. A sight he wished he could've seen with his Wanda, but she was taken away from him before she could ever meet her own daughter. "I was lost for days, but then when she was born I-" He stopped himself, trying to find the right words. "I had to be strong, for her sake."

Y/n slowly wrap his arms around the two of them, the sight of the family was perfect. America, who had been watching their whole conversation was touched by the image. To see the contrast of how Wanda used her powers in front of her daughter. How tender she was, the power that caused so much chaos to be used in such a gentle way. It reminds her a little bit of her own mothers.

"If she wasn't here I-" Y/n's words got stuck in his throat, "I think I would've..." Yet Wanda knew what he meant, her heart shattered for him.

"Y/n..." Wanda closed the distance and rested their foreheads once more with their daughter sleeping soundly on her shoulder.

They stayed there for a few minutes, just enjoying the warmth from each other. Wanting so badly to be the perfect family that they could've been if the universe wasn't so cruel. Another thought creeped into his mind, how was he supposed to explain this to their daughter when she remembers?

Surely it was probably because of sleepiness that she couldn't properly remember her mother's face. But she has seen multiple pictures of her mother, how was he supposed to explain that this Wanda was a variant.

His thoughts was so loud that Wanda could hear it clearly. "It's ok." She said, giving him a reassuring smile. Wanda raised her hand slowly, little red mist emitting from the tip of her fingers. She tapped their daughter's temple ever so gently. Causing little Wanda to nestle further into her neck with a faint smile.

"Rest your head and go to sleep, little one. When you wake up, this will all just be a dream." Wanda whispered.

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"Hey, pumpkin. Time to wake up." Wanda Y/l/n, slowly opened her eyes. She yawned and stretched her arms. Her father was smiling softly at her, she sat up on her bed and rubbed her eyes.

"I had a dream..." The little girl told her father. Unknown to her, Y/n tensed slightly.

"Was was it about?" He asked.

"Mama came to visit us instead." The little girl didn't understand why, but she felt extremely sad as she started to cry. Y/n was quick to pull her into a hug.

"Shhh... It's ok little one, don't you cry." He held his daughter as she cried in his arms. "Everything's gonna be alright."

"Why couldn't she stay?"

He thinks for a second before answering, "I know mommy's not here right now, but I promise she's gonna be alright."

And if you ask me to, daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird. Imma give you the world. Imma buy a diamond ring for you, Imma sing for you, I'd do anything for you To see you smile

[armystrong980]

Help Him

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Mild Cursing

Word Count: 9,234 😬

A/N: This is my first Bucky Barnes fanfic. Please go easy on me! I would love to know how all of you liked the story. Enjoy, and thank you for reading!

    Steve called me to the conference room of the Avengers Compound. He called sounding pretty serious and asked to see him immediately. With no hesitation I made my way over. At first glance I watched him pace up and down the room with his head down and his hands on his hips. "Shit, this can't be good." Steve caught a glance at me. He seems lost in his head but he motioned me to come in anyways. 

"Thank you for coming so quickly." He paused, "There's something you need to know before I start." Steve hands me a folder with a worried look on his face. "This mission is going to be very dangerous. I need my best Avenger and all I could do was come to you." He sighs.

 I take the folder from him confidently. "Thank you for reaching out to me. You could've chosen Nat or Wanda." "I don't want to make it sound like you have to do this but I know I can always count on you. That's why I called." It's true. I had saved Cap's ass more times than I should've.

As I open the mission folder with a shaky breath, it revealed a man in cryo with a HYDRA symbol next to it. You read the name out loud, "James Buchanan Barnes?"

He nods as he looks me in the eyes. "I need to save him." I've heard this name before but couldn't quite put a finger on it. "May I ask who he is?" Steve crosses his arms loosely and looks down slightly biting his inner cheek. "He's my best friend, family, I thought he was dead all these years." 

I look at the information on the file that shows James' birthday. March 10, 1917. It made me think. "Smithsonian." I blurted out. He looks up at me with a knowing look in his eyes. "I seen you and him together in pictures at the Smithsonian. All this time he was under HYDRA's control?" Steve nods uncrossing his arms.

I had become best friends with Steve ever since he had gotten out of the ice. I would do anything for him. "I'll help you." It was as if weight had been lifted off his shoulders. "Are you sure?" "Steve I'm positive. Let's go bring your friend home." All he could do in that moment was hug me. I hugged him back and heard him whisper in my ear thank you.  

Steve’s shoulders seemed to drop a little as he released the embrace. He took a deep breath, clearly relieved, and looked at me with renewed determination. "I can't tell you how much this means to me. I know this isn't going to be easy, but I trust you completely."

I nodded, flipping through the rest of the folder. The file contained blueprints of the facility where James Buchanan Barnes, also known as Bucky, was being held, along with security details and a rough schedule of guard rotations. It looked like a high-security compound, which meant we’d need a solid plan to get in and out without drawing too much attention.

"Have you got a specific plan or are we coming up with something on the fly?" I asked, trying to gauge how much preparation Steve had already done.

"I’ve got a few ideas," Steve said, his tone shifting to a more tactical one. "But I was hoping we could brainstorm together. We’ll need to be quick and efficient—any misstep could jeopardize the mission."

We spent the next few hours going over the details, mapping out the security measures, and figuring out the best approach. We decided to use a combination of stealth and quick strikes to neutralize the guards and avoid detection. Steve would take point, and I’d cover our rear and handle any unexpected complications.

As we wrapped up the planning, Steve gave me a serious look. "We’re not just rescuing a friend here. Bucky’s been through a lot. He’s probably been brainwashed and tortured. We’ll need to be prepared for anything."

"Understood," I said, my resolve firm. "We’ll get him out of there. We just need to stick to the plan and stay focused."

Steve clapped me on the shoulder, a small, appreciative smile tugging at his lips. "I knew I could count on you."

With our plan set, we gathered our gear and prepared to head out. As we left the conference room, I couldn’t help but think about the gravity of the mission ahead. This wasn’t just about rescuing someone; it was about saving a part of Steve’s past and, hopefully, helping a friend reclaim his future.

We set off towards the compound, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. The stakes were high, but with Steve by my side and the mission clear in our minds, I knew we had a fighting chance.

The operation went off almost flawlessly. With Steve’s meticulous planning and our teamwork, we managed to infiltrate the compound, disable the security systems, and reach Bucky’s cryo-chamber without incident. As we approached the chamber, I could see Steve’s anxiety transform into a mix of hope and determination.

Bucky was unconscious, strapped inside the chamber. His face was a haunting reminder of the time lost and the struggles endured. Steve’s hands shook slightly as he worked to deactivate the cryo-system. The chamber hissed open, and Bucky’s breathing seemed to steady, though he remained unresponsive.

“Is he going to be okay?” I asked, placing a hand on Steve’s shoulder.

Steve glanced at me, his face etched with concern. “He will be. He has to be.”

With the cryo-chamber open, we carefully lifted Bucky out and placed him on a stretcher. Steve’s eyes never left his friend, a mixture of relief and worry playing across his features. We transported Bucky back to the Avengers Compound, where medical personnel were on standby.

The next few days were a blur of medical assessments and treatments. Bucky was slowly waking from his long period of cryo-sleep, but the process of reorienting him to reality was fraught with challenges. He was disoriented, struggling to piece together his fragmented memories.

During this time, I found myself spending more and more time with him. I was assigned to monitor his recovery, help him adjust, and provide emotional support. As I sat by his bedside, talking to him, I saw glimpses of the person he once was—charming, kind, and fiercely loyal.

One evening, after Bucky had shown some signs of recognition and began to engage in conversation, he looked at me with a curious expression. “You were there at the compound. I remember you… but I’m having trouble placing you.”

I offered him a reassuring smile. “I’m Y/N. I helped rescue you and bring you home. Steve’s been really worried about you.”

Bucky’s gaze softened. “Steve... I remember him. We’ve been through a lot together. I owe him everything.”

“And you owe me nothing,” I said with a chuckle. “I’m just glad we could help.”

As Bucky continued to regain his strength and clarity, our interactions became more frequent. We shared stories, laughed over old memories, and supported each other through the tough moments. Bucky’s sense of humor and resilience were contagious, and I found myself drawn to him in ways I hadn’t anticipated.

One evening, as the sun set and cast a warm glow over the compound, Bucky and I took a walk through the garden. The tranquility of the space was a stark contrast to the intensity of our recent experiences.

“You’ve been incredibly patient with me,” Bucky said softly, breaking the comfortable silence. “I don’t know how to thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank me,” I replied, glancing at him with a shy smile. “It’s been my pleasure to help you, and to get to know you better.”

Bucky’s eyes met mine, and there was a moment of unspoken understanding between us. The bond we’d developed was more than just friendship—it was something deeper and more profound.

In the days that followed, as Bucky continued to heal and adjust to his new reality, our relationship grew stronger. We spent time together away from the compound, exploring the city and enjoying each other’s company. It was clear that our connection was more than just a fleeting attraction; it was something that resonated deeply within both of us.

One night, under the stars, Bucky took my hand in his and looked at me with a mix of vulnerability and affection. “I never thought I’d find someone who could understand me like you do. You’ve been my anchor in all of this chaos.”

I squeezed his hand, feeling a rush of emotions. “And you’ve been mine. I’ve never felt this way before, but I know that what we have is real.”

Bucky leaned in, his gaze lingering on my lips before closing the distance between us. The kiss was tender and filled with a deep sense of connection. It was as if all the pain and uncertainty of the past had melted away, leaving only the pure, unspoken promise of a shared future.

As we pulled away, Bucky’s eyes were filled with warmth and hope. “I want to build a new future, with you. Whatever it takes.”

I smiled, my heart full. “I want that too.”

From that moment on, Bucky and I began to forge a new path together. We faced the challenges of his recovery and the complexities of our evolving relationship with courage and optimism. Through it all, our love grew stronger, transforming from a bond forged in the fires of adversity into a lasting partnership filled with hope and possibility.

And so, with the Avengers Compound as our backdrop, we embraced the journey ahead—one where we were no longer just allies but partners in every sense of the word, ready to face the future together.

[ghstfoam]

Wynncraft OCs questions

For Faustus

1? 3? 7? 9? 10? 17? 21? 24? 25?

What's your name? Does it have any special meaning?

"My name is Faustus... Well, It's the name Tasim called me when we came to Ragni together. He says it means luck. I don't remember my true name."

3. What weapon do you use? Do you wish it was something else?

"I used to use Collapse... I forged it with Ellie while we were still training, but I've been using Bob's spear ever since I fought his reincarnation. I feel like I have to. I left Collapse with Ellie when I left for Canyon of the Lost. It's special to me."

7. You've been around many places, do you have a favorite food from any of them?

"I'm just happy to be eating actual food again after the dark forest and prison.... However, I really enjoy Ellie's food. He's come a long way with his cooking."

9. In your opinion, where has the best view out of all the places you've been?

"Anywhere with my beautiful husband of course, but the Ragni garden is probably my favorite, I love the view of the city. The gavel province is also really pretty."

10. What's your favorite memory of your travels?

"I'm really fond of every moment with Ellie. My time away from him was... not great. Ahmsord was nice, my time there was the happiest I've been in a while."

17. Who do you blame for everything?

".......I'm not sure. At first I blamed Lari. I mean, she had the power to stop the decay from happening in the first place. I blame Orphion for putting that on her shoulders, but I believe that none of this would have happened if the elders hadn't cut down the original Guardian of the Forest. It's their fault."

20. What's your biggest regret that you can never hope to fix?

"I have many regrets but I... I blame myself for everything that happened to Ellie... That is something I can never take back. We should've stayed in Wynn. The corruption would still be killing me but... At least he would have been okay."

21. Why do you keep going?

Answered here :)

24. Do you remember what happiness feels like?

"I do. It's what gives me hope."

25. The gates of Fruma will be opening for you by the end of the year, do you think you're ready for what comes next?

Faust is dead, unfortunately he will not get to see Fruma.

[c-y-g-m-c-o]

What are yr thoughts on Russels family? Any headcannons?

I actually do, and have had doe awhile, but admitidly I'm not very well versed in his lore, I actually need to review gorillaz lore in general. But I know I had some HC's about him and his family and about his childhood but never shared them because I was scared they weren't cannon accurate. But ya know here they are

- Rusaela been struggling with seeing paranormal things he was really young

-when he was a baby, he was just overly calm and just seemed like he was always looking at something

-it scared the shit out of his mom and so russel spent a lot of time as a kid in and out of the pediatricians office

-as russel got older he seemed more normal but still was an off kid overall

-He seemed more intuned with his environment and knew things he should've

-partially because he was speaking ghosts in his head, and didn't realize that they just weren't his own thoughts,

-and at some point the connection got more real and he started seeing a lot more ghosts

-it ended with his partner's talking him to the doctors when they found out, thinking it there was something wrong with his head, but there was no conducive diagnosis.

-the uncle he stayed who he worked for in the UK was actually his mother's half brother who they had little contact with

-Rus is really close with his uncle to this day

-Both his parents and uncle wanted to press charges on murdoc for literally kid napping Russel, and his uncle got ready close to but Russel was able to get his uncle to back off.

-his Uncle, who was at least 10 years older than his Rus's mom, and when in hiss 60's development alzheimer's disease

-Russel would spent a lot of money and time taking care of his uncle after that, visiting him as much as he could till he passed away right before phase 7 causing Russel to spiral and using the promise land as a coping mechanism for the loss of his uncle

-Rus's father is dead, and died in the 2010's but his mother is still alive, and doing pretty well for a women in her mid to late 80's

-ruasel went to private school so his parents had to be doing some what decent for themselves.

-I see his mother being a the daughter of a lawyer who worked very hard to become an attorney herself

-Russel's mothers name was London because thats where her father's first wife(aka Rus's uncles mother) was from, her mother didn't know about the names orign

-His's mother is a second generation imagrant, with her mother being from another country

-And his father was a pencil pusher for a news paper company. His father had aspirations of being a journalist, but they never came to fruition.

-I also Hc Rus as having alopecia areata totalis, which means he's exclusively unable to grow hair on his scalp for the most part, but it can get patchy so he actually shaved it(this isn't about his family or childhood but I'm not ever gonna get a chance to share it anywhere else)

I dunno if these are random or what you wanna here but they're what I got. And thanks for the ask I actually really enjoyed writing these

[blrbaileys]

minecraft movie thoughts n stuff

okay finally digested that movie time to ramble although i don't know how much i have to say! usual stuff applies, this isn't a thought out essay this is me rapid fire typing thoughts as i think them.

first, yes it was aimed at kids, kids might even enjoy it, but as someone else said, my dog enjoys eating shit i'd be an asshole if i fed it to her. kids deserve better movies! i don't think it should've been live action but thats like, it was live action and here we are.

a friend of mine said the movie felt like a funny moment compilation for a movie that didn't exist and i really couldn't agree with the sentiment more. the timeline of the movie is like a day even in a weird minecrafty world that not physically enough time for much development, we barely get to know the characters or the world.

also the isekai stuff is just annoying in general, why at the end of every story is it "oh we must go back to the real world" like, none of them were actively benefiting from that choice, the movie went out of its way to establish that most of them didn't have any real-world connections to go back to aside from each other who all could have stayed anyway!

the movie fundamentally doesn't want to take minecraft seriously to any degree, which means the weird tone changes when they need to have a serious moment like discussing the Dead Mother and presumably Absent Father (who isn't mentioned) giving everyone whiplash. the "beauty" of the Overworld is purely surface visuals, it isn't about the deeper aspects of creation, the stories something as open as Minecraft lets you tell, etc.

i appreciate the technoblade moment, glad that was done how it was, he'd hate the movie but damn would he love the clout.

it has funny moments, theres comedic value in the movie especially if you go in with like, lower-than-floor level expectations, i wouldn't say the movie itself is funny overall because its impossible not to notice how bad it is.

also it felt like they wanted what [arcane S2 spoilers] viktor and jayce had for garret and steve in that they wanted a weird undefined relationship between them but viktor jayce made it work because they became space and time gods together and just skipped dating altogether, steve and garret didn't have that. they should've stayed in the overworld together or something idk. i do still ship it though don't fight me i won't engage.

i had a fun cinema experience, i went with like 20 people, some close friends who are as invested in minecraft as me, we struggled our way through the whole thing, screamed about how bad it was in a pub after until we were the only people left in the pub.

but just, what was the plot they wanted, it feels like the whole movie was just "and then".

summary: movie didn't want to acknowledge the games true nature as a powerful media that has build incredible communities, it wanted to take the "creative game" and use it for laughs at the funny things people can make. 5/10 and thats probably only because i enjoyed the cinema experience and its so bad its laughable.

don't destroy your local theatre when steve says chicken jockey, for good minecraft tv content watch WHITEPINE by IvoryTV btw.

[ventricide]

a collection of lyrics from Bring Me The Horizon's album, POST HUMAN: NeX GEn! feel free to adjust context, pronouns, and wording as needed.

YOUtopia

❝ there's a place i wanna take you, but i'm not quite there myself yet. ❞

❝ there is a home, somewhere, beyond my bones. ❞

❝ and i'm just too terrified to dive inside. ❞

❝ hard to ignore, we're sick to the core. ❞

❝ a world's been buried, whеre love is the law. ❞

❝ stop pushing daisies, no one wants flowers when they're dead. ❞

❝ golden raspberry, for the performance in your head. ❞

❝ there is a home, beyond our bones. ❞

❝ it's okay to cry. ❞

❝ what was it like? ❞

❝ it's like i walked into a dream, and stepped out of the coma. ❞

Kool-Aid

❝ we are the children of the devolution. ❞

❝ is this what you wanted? ❞

❝ do you want some more? ❞

❝ who’s keeping score? ❞

❝ 'cause you got a taste now, drank the kool-aid by the jug. ❞

❝ so suffer your fate. ❞

❝ oh, come here and give me a hug. ❞

❝ nobody loves you like i love you, oh, my dear. ❞

❝ you should've known that this was gonna end in tears. ❞

❝ i got my hands around your throat, i love the way you choke. ❞

❝ 'cause i am yours and you are mine, i'll never let you go. ❞

Top 10 staTues tHat CriEd bloOd

❝ i guess that some of us are just born with tragedy in our blood. ❞

❝ it's just basic chemistry. ❞

❝ or maybe all these open wounds, is how the light gets into you. ❞

❝ 'cause i'm starting to realize, no one's gonna come and rescue me, ❞

❝ i'm drowning in my sleep, the scars have got too deep. ❞

❝ no amount of love could set you free. ❞

❝ the fight's inside, i'll take myself to hell and back. ❞

❝ tonight we go to war. ❞

❝ someone put a gun straight to our hearts, and paint the walls with our love. ❞

❝ there's a world of hurt in us. ❞

❝ maybe once we spill our guts, we can stitch ourselves back up. ❞

❝ yeah, i know that you're low. but once you hit the bottom, at least there's nowhere to go but up. ❞

❝ the hardest thing you'll ever know, is there's no love like your own. ❞

❝ it was so comforting, somewhere. ❞

​liMOusIne

❝ drag me down some more, get me low like a basement. ❞

❝ i hope that you wrote all your songs for me. ❞

❝ on my last nerve, burnt out all my veins. ❞

❝ feelin' good but it's never good enough. ❞

❝ got a bellyache crawlin' in my guts again. ❞

❝ come closer, i'll swallow the bile for you. ❞

❝ don't want closure, i'll stitch myself up alone. ❞

❝ kiss the ground i walk, i'm a fool for you. ❞

❝ hop inside, take a ride to the top. ❞

❝ we can brake, but we're never gonna stop. ❞

❝ got a death wish tuggin' on my sleeves again. ❞

❝ it's not over, didn't want to let go. ❞

❝ so lock all the doors, 'cause i'm insecure. ❞

❝ what the fuck you waiting for? ❞

❝ do you like the way your skin crawls? how it makes your body twitch? ❞

❝ does it make you sick? ❞

DArkSide

❝ think my angel's fallen. ❞

❝ picked the stitches, now i can't stop bleeding. ❞

❝ three in the morning, i ain't slept all weekend. ❞

❝ don't give a fuck if my heart stops beating. ❞

❝ hey, i'm begging you to stay. ❞

❝ my dark side won today. ❞

❝ my heart keeps breaking, over and over. ❞

❝ hey, don't let me out your sight, i can't trust myself tonight. ❞

❝ can you talk me off the ledge again? ❞

❝ something haunts me. ❞

❝ but there's no escaping. ❞

❝ something's in the way, don't know what i can say. ❞

❝ memories are haunting me. ❞

❝ so bury me alive, there's nowhere left to hide. ❞

❝ maybe i won't miss me when i'm gone. ❞

​​a bulleT w- my namE On

❝ i guess this is goodbye. ❞

❝ i guess we got what we deserved. ❞

❝ hold on to your heart, it's almost over. ❞

❝ i guess i should've known. ❞

❝ i guess a part of me still hoped. ❞

❝ the beat in my chest sounds like a swan song. ❞

❝ you got a bullet with my name on it. ❞

❝ a moment of silence for a lifetime laid to waste. ❞

❝ still sounds like violence. ❞

❝ still got both feet in the grave. ❞

❝ you can't drown it out. ❞

❝ i'm dreaming backwards, nobody answers. ❞

❝ i won't look down again. ❞

❝ i'm sorry, did my back hurt your knife? ❞

❝ let me kiss it better this time. ❞

❝ i promise that i'll die. ❞

❝ if jesus christ returns, we'll just kill the fucker twice. ❞

❝ we get so lost inside of your eyes. ❞

❝ your lullabies keep me awake. ❞

❝ i picked up your tab, paid in blood. ❞

❝ saw things you never should. ❞

❝ we feel safe in our lives, not masks, and not distractions. and identify the roles society gives us. ❞

❝ we're corrupted when we forget who we are. ❞

❝ her plan's to harvest them as batteries. ❞

❝ subjects suffered profound disturbances, psychosis, organ failure. their bodies are vegetative. ❞

❝ seek the truth, follow the six-rayed star.❞

❝ for my part in this, god forgive me. ❞

​n/A

❝ okay, folks, we've got a new face joining us. ❞

❝ why don't you go ahead and share a little bit about yourself? ❞

❝ hi, my name's [muse name] and i'm an addict. ❞

❝ i'm here 'cause i'm not quite all there. ❞

❝ 'cause what used to be my idea of a laugh is now just me checking my pulse in my underwear. ❞

❝ so maybe i should drop dead, eat shit, go to hell. ❞

❝ i could jump headfirst out the window. ❞

❝ dark thoughts keep on filling up in my mind. ❞

❝ kinda wanna get fucked, make love to a chainsaw. ❞

❝ not sure i'll be coming back down this time. ❞

❝ hello, [muse name], you fucking knobhead. ❞

❝ did you think you had us fooled? ❞

❝ and, baby, i know that i told you i was out of the woods, but i still left a kеy under the mat for the wolvеs. ❞

❝ got out on good behavior. ❞

❝ i'm sorry, kid, but i can't be your savior. ❞

❝ i don't know what you expected. ❞

❝ 'cause i'm fucking losing it, get a grip, ignore all the signs. ❞

❝ the voices in my head keep telling me i'm fine. ❞

❝ out of luck, what the fuck? ❞

❝ what am i gonna do? ❞

❝ where did it go wrong? ❞

LosT

❝ watching evangelion with a big fat slug of ketamine, i lost the plot a little while ago. ❞

❝ my dog just died, my friends hate me. ❞

❝ i saw myself on MTV. ❞

❝ my ego is not my amigo. ❞

❝ i don't think i belong on this planet. ❞

❝ it's too much to take, i can't understand it. ❞

❝ someone tell me, why am i this way? ❞

❝ stupid medicine, not doin' anything. ❞

❝ what the hell is fucking wrong with me? ❞

❝ i guess there's no remedy, i'm so terribly lost. ❞

❝ i used to go to therapy, but the doctor tried to section me. ❞

❝ the next time that i open up to someone will be my autopsy. ❞

❝ if i keep this up, i think i'm gonna break down. ❞

​sTraNgeRs

❝ maybe i'll just be fucked up forever, should have figured myself out by now. ❞

❝ and i don't wanna tear myself open, no, but it's hard to care when you bleed out. ❞

❝ so won't you break me down, make me get better? ❞

❝ i confess i'm a mess, some kind of error. ❞

❝ well, maybe i was destined to disappear. ❞

❝ we're just a room full of strangers, looking for something to save us. ❞

❝ alone together, we're dying to live and we're living to die. ❞

❝ well, i guess my guardian angel missed the memo, 'cause we're walking on razors again. ❞

❝ and we swore to god we'd never let this happen, no. ❞

❝ we've dragged ourselves through hell, and we'll be damned if we go back. ❞

❝ it never stops, can't erase this. ❞

❝ so cross out my eyes, tear the pages. ❞

❝ 'cause you and i, we're just dying to live and we're living to die. ❞

❝ where did we go? ❞

❝ we're all alone, no place like home. ❞

❝ take us back to yesterday. ❞

❝ save us from ourselves. ❞

R.i.p. (duskCOre RemIx)

❝ let's motherfucking go. ❞

❝ did my back hurt your knife? ❞

❝ do you think you're bulletproof? ❞

❝ go chat shit all you like, you and i both know the truth. ❞

❝ plot twist, i don't give two shits about you, or whether you exist. ❞

❝ trippin' if you think there'll be a happy ending. ❞

❝ still alive, but you're dead to me. ❞

❝ there's voices in my head that'll never leave. ❞

❝ wish i could forget all these memories. ❞

❝ i don't know why you keep diggin' your own grave. ❞

❝ your therapist is gonna need some therapy. ❞

❝ you and me are done, so see you later, punk. ❞

❝ in a bit mate, it's been fun, in a near-death kind of way. ❞

❝ it's people like you, darling, that give humans a bad name. ❞

❝ make me the villain if you want. ❞

❝ so keep your name out my mouth, 'cause i wouldn't wanna smash that pretty glass house. ❞

❝ a parasite, you're a heart disease. so stay the fuck away from me. ❞

❝ you and me are done, so see you later, creep. ❞

❝ and although they are no longer with us, they live on in our thoughts and in our hearts. ❞

❝ we will start today's ceremony with a few words from a dear friend. ❞

AmEN!

❝ i hope you have fun rotting in hell. ❞

❝ suck a dick, heretic. ❞

❝ i hate you, and i'd like to see you burn, burn, burn. ❞

❝ so tell all your friends, this is the end of everything. ❞

❝ too late to repent, the wicked will reap what they sow. ❞

❝ can i get an amen? ❞

❝ somebody call the exorcist. this is heresy, the child is possessed. ❞

❝ don't you know, you're so six-six-sick? ❞

❝ yeah, you fanatics prey on me, hate on me, patiently waiting to watch me bleed. ❞

❝ get your head from out of my ass, got me feeling like a human centipede. ❞

❝ just let me breathe, stay the fuck away from me. ❞

❝ i don't really want me as my own enemy. ❞

❝ just let me suffer, just let me breathe. ❞

❝ just let me suffer, suffer in peace. ❞

❝ i'm about to lose control. ❞

❝ i execute judgment on you, you wicked demon. ❞

❝ you burn in hell, it's over. ❞

❝ wow, that's really cool. ❞

DiE4u

❝ you know that i'd die for you, cry for you. ❞

❝ you know that i'd breathe for you, i'd bleed for you. ❞

❝ let me see my halo, even though it's painful. ❞

❝ i'm prepared to lose. ❞

❝ i keep holding my breath for a miracle, hoping the hole in my heart would've healed somehow. ❞

❝ feeling so fucking close to the edge right now. ❞

❝ you know you're everything i hate, wish i could escape. ❞

❝ but you know i would die for you. ❞

❝ 'cause i've died inside a thousand times, but still i'd kill myself for you. ❞

❝ 'cause the truth of it, you could slit my wrists, and i'd write your name in a heart with the hemorrhage. ❞

❝ you know it's you i need to kick, you make me feel like shit. ❞

❝ i don't wanna die for you. ❞

❝ this isn't love, this is a car crash. ❞

❝ this isn't love, this is a bloodbath. ❞

❝ this isn't love, this is a sentence. ❞

❝ it's a bullet in the head, so pull the trigger. ❞

DIg It

❝ i'm sorry, this directory is encrypted, please enter your cipher to continue. ❞

❝ you have a hundred and thirty two documents and one audio log, would you like to listen? ❞

❝ pins and needles in my face, i can't trust my feelings anymore. ❞

❝ shouldn't have looked behind the veil, my whole world's at war. ❞

❝ 'cause they've been feeding us a fable. ❞

❝ i can't keep quiet at the table anymore, no. ❞

❝ i hate my fucking guts right now, reckon you'd be better if i nеver existed. ❞

❝ i'm sorry that i lеt you down. ❞

❝ found a way to hide and now i'm addicted. ❞

❝ give me something to believe in, some kind of system override. ❞

❝ i need to give my ghost a reason to let it slide. ❞

❝ 'cause everyone's too scared to heal, they don't give a fuck how they feel. ❞

❝ i just don't know how to deal anymore. ❞

❝ well, maybe the damage is done, maybe the darkness has won. ❞

❝ we were programmed just to suffer. ❞

❝ 'cause the world is a scary place, scary future, scary fate. ❞

❝ thought the pain would teach me somehow, but the only thing i figured out, is life is a grave... and i dig it. ❞

❝ i don't wanna lose myself again. ❞

❝ 'cause the world is a scary place, scary humans, scary race. ❞

❝ when you find this letter, hope you don't get it twisted. ❞

❝ hello, this is [muse name], your personal multidimensional friend. ❞

❝ it looks like i encountered a fatal error, please boot me in safe mode and enter the serial number located on the side of my head. ❞